Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Initially, Stella thought it was accidental, so she stepped aside on her own.
After the model car circled around her once, it " accidentally" bumped into her foot again.
She frowned and glanced upstairs.
The second floor was empty, with no sign of Keegan.
When she was angry, Keegan really got on her nerves.
She thought, "You're not content with teasing me yourself; now your darn machine has to join in too?" Deciding she'd had
enough, she stood up, grabbed her jacket, and went out for a walk.
To her surprise, that oddly shaped model car tagged along.
Wherever she went, it followed like a little puppy, and Stella was thoroughly annoyed.
She wanted to kick it away, but then she remembered it cost more than her handbag, so she forced herself to endure.
Finding a seat, she sat down.
The contraption then used its mechanical arm to place a bottle of water at her feet.
Stella glared at the ugly contraption, lifted her hand, and tossed the bottle away.
The "ugly thing" turned around, acting like a puppy, and scampered over to retrieve the bottle.
The residential density at Royalpark Villa was relatively high, with neighbors all belonging to the same social circle.
However, young couples like Stella and Keegan, without children yet, were fewer.
Most residents were either families with kids or multigenerational households.
It was just after dinner, the time when everyone went out fora stroll.
Several kids playing with remote-controlled cars witnessed the scene and surrounded Stella, full of admiration and curiosity.
"Sister, where did you get this remote-controlled car? It's so cool, and it even picks things up!" "Tt drives so smoothly, it can even
climb steep slopes.

Awesome!" "Ts it fuel- powered? Is that the fuel tank?” "The tires are so thick, can it carry heavy things too?" The "ugly thing"
seemed to intentionally show off, extending its mechanical arm and pulling a chubby boy toward itself, as if inviting him to climb
aboard.
"Is it inviting you to get on?" one of the kids asked.
The mechanical arm nodded up and down, shaking slightly.
The chubby boy shook his head, his face turning red.
"No, I'm too heavy.
It might break.” The "ugly thing" persisted, chasing after him.
The boy was curious but concerned, finally asking Stella, "Sister, can I try getting on?" Stella said, "Go ahead." She thought to
herself, “It would be perfect if he broke this "ugly thing"!” With the owner's permission, the chubby boy cautiously lifted his foot
and stepped onto it.
Contrary to expectations, there was no sound of breaking.
The "ugly thing" remained stable and even managed to run with the chubby boy on top.
Stella was somewhat disappointed.
The "ugly thing" played with the chubby boy and the group of children for quite a while, then "presented" the bottle of water to her
again.
The kids gathered around, and not wanting to ruin their fun, Stella reluctantly accepted it.