Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 337

Adman nodded, feeling relieved. Luckily, his son-in-law listened to him.

After they talked about some business, it was already time to get off work. Dylan bid goodbye to Adam and was

ready to pick his little fairy up to have dinner at the Dynasty Hotel.

Adam sent him out of his office and called his daughter over, reminding her to take good care of Dylan.

When the couple entered the elevator, Kendall started to be cheeky and said, "My parents always forget that I'm

their biological daughter whenever they see you."

Hearing that, Dylan praised himself. "That's because everybody loves me," he said.

"Haha! That's right. Everybody loves you, and you attract all the girls. I have a bunch of rivals."

"My rivals are not less than yours." His one sentence made her laugh cheekily.

"We… Fine, that makes us even."

He then reached out his hand and flicked her forehead softly. "If our future child is like you, it'll definitely be a little

mischievous baby."

"It has to be like me! Otherwise, it won't be cute if it's as cold as you."

Hearing that, he had no comeback. After all, he probably preferred a cheerful kid over a boring, cold child. Okay, all

our children should be like her. I like that!

On the other hand, a perturbed Amelia got out of the car and followed the Mendelson Family's security into the

luxurious house.

She was under house arrest by Frank previously, so she had trauma from this house.

Why is Frank looking for me? These days, she didn't even meet Frank anymore and wouldn't take his pictures

secretly.

Joshua led Amelia into the house and turned his head to look at her occasionally before saying politely, "Please

come in, Ms. Taylor."

Desmond came out from inside quickly. "Why are you so late?"

"Ms. Taylor was not at home," Joshua explained.

They had asked Sophia and obtained Amelia's whereabouts from her. Then, they drove around for some time to

look for the woman, so they came back late.

After hearing his explanation, Desmond didn't say anything else. He forced a smile and told the perturbed Amelia,

"Ms. Taylor, don't be afraid. Our master has invited you here to ask you for a favor."

Desmond spoke up. "You can rest now. I'll bring Ms. Taylor inside."

Joshua felt glad that Desmond would be bringing Amelia inside, for he was afraid of being scolded by Frank since

they were late. He took the opportunity and quickly left.

When Amelia saw him leaving so quickly, she thought, Even his security is afraid of him. I can tell he's difficult to

please. She really had the nerve to take photos of Frank secretly previously.

"Please come in, Ms. Taylor." Desmond forced another smile and invited her inside.

Seeing that, her grip on her bag tightened. She then replied to him with a weak smile before following him into the

house.

Since she had been invited here, there was no way she could get away from this. No matter how afraid she was,

she needed to bite the bullet and meet Frank.

What surprised her was that when she entered the house, she saw Frank drawing in front of an easel. His

concentrated look was very attractive.

What was wrong with his face, though?

Desmond walked over to him and said respectfully, "Master, Ms. Taylor is here."

Frank's hand didn't stop drawing. There was an iciness on his slightly swollen face, and he said coldly, "Why are you

so late?"

"Joshua said that they went to the Taylor Residence, but Ms. Taylor wasn't home. As such, they needed to go out and

look for her. By the time they located her and brought her here, it was already late."

Frank didn't say anything. After a while, he said calmly, "Let Ms. Taylor sit down. Bring her some tea and snacks

before you leave."

"Understood."

Listening to their conversation made Amelia even more nervous.

As soon as Desmond left, Frank and her were the only ones left in the spacious hall.

Desmond gave her some tea and snacks politely, but how could she dare to eat and drink casually? Sitting on the

single-seater couch already made her uncomfortable.

At first, she only dared to peek at Frank. Gradually, she stood up carefully and walked over to him sneakily, wanting

to see what he was drawing that made him so focused. He hadn't even looked at her since she came in.

Frank didn't look at her, but he knew that she was moving.

"If you want to see it, just do it. Why be sneaky like a thief?" he said ironically.

When Amelia heard that, her actions came to a halt immediately. "P-President Mendelson, I…" He has already

exposed me, so why should I still be afraid?

At this thought, she didn't stutter anymore. She plucked up some courage before walking over to him bluntly and

standing behind him to see his painting.

As soon as she saw his painting, she was shocked. She pointed at it and said, "President Mendelson, this little girl

that you're drawing looks a lot like Kendall! It's very obvious at first glance." The similarities are uncanny!

Frank didn't look at her or answer her. He just continued drawing the picture of his daughter seriously.

At this moment, Amelia took out her phone habitually. But when she recalled the traumatic experience, she put her

phone back in her bag. I can't take a picture! This man is not to be messed with.

"Do you think this child looks like Kendall?" he suddenly asked.

"Very. It looks like it was molded from Kendall's face. In fact, it's like a mini version of her."

Hearing that, Frank suddenly smiled.

Even though his face was still swollen, affecting his handsomeness, his smile dazed Amelia. She felt that he looked

better when he smiled, but maybe it was because he always had a stern face on.

"This is Kendall and my daughter. Her nickname is Baby Girl, and her full name… I still haven't thought about it yet.

I'll check the books later and give her a nice and meaningful name."

At this moment, Amelia was in complete shock. Her bag even slid down from her hand. Thud! The things in her bag

fell onto the floor as it made a loud noise.

"P-Pre…" She was so surprised that she couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Frank and Kendall's daughter?! When did Kendall give birth to Frank's child? She didn't know this at all. Ever since

she became good friends with Kendall, there was nothing that they wouldn't tell each other. Kendall only kept her

marriage to Dylan from her.

"Our daughter is really adorable, right?" Frank put down the brush and turned to ask Amelia.

"Would it be better if she looked like Kendall? Do you see any features of our baby girl that look like me?" He still

hoped that the child had some features that looked like him.

Meanwhile, Amelia was so shocked that her mind went blank. She couldn't even make up a sentence and say

anything.

Frank didn't care whether she was answering him or not. He just took the painting down from the easel.

He had drawn his baby girl countless times. Naturally, he was becoming better at it.

After looking at his painting, he rolled it up and then turned around, giving it to Amelia.

"Ms. Taylor, you're good friends with Kendall. I think you'd want to be our baby girl's godmother. I'll give this painting

to you."

Hearing that, she was speechless. Godmother?

If Kendall really had a baby, of course she would want to be the baby's godmother! The question was, where was

her goddaughter? If she wanted to be a godmother, she needed to see the child first! Would the child like her as

her godmother?