Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 364

Hearing about what would happen to her future son, Kendall felt bad for their eldest son, although she didn't know

when she’d meet her son.

"Is the succession by right of primogeniture?"

"Generally, yes. Just as I've said, except if the firstborn son is mediocre, or else the successor would be based on

the right of primogeniture. His siblings would play more of an assisting role. Since the Coleman Family is a big

family with many businesses, even if you're not the successor, you'll have to be in charge of other businesses,

which isn't easy either."

There were fifteen young men in the man, including him, who were involved in other businesses under the Coleman

Empire Holdings, but he was the one leading them. As a successor, he had a heavy burden on his shoulders and

had a lot to learn.

Unlike his other siblings, who could select which businesses to manage based on their forte, the successor didn't

have such a privilege. He would have to be thoroughly familiar with all the businesses that their family business was

involved in. This was so that if anything happened to one of the subsidiaries which couldn't be resolved by the

person in charge, he, as the head of the family, would have to be there to straighten things out. So if he wasn't

outstanding enough, he wouldn't be able to perform the job.

"Based on our genes, I believe that our children wouldn't be mediocre. Oh, actually, there's a way to not have our

child be the next successor of the Coleman Family."

"How? What way?" she asked immediately as she didn't want her future child to be exhausted like Dylan.

"We can have daughters because daughters don't have to take over the family business. They can just live a good

life."

She was speechless after hearing that. Then, noticing that, he lightly pinched the alluring moist lips he had just

kissed.

"Let's not think that far ahead since we don't have children yet. Actually, if you are used to it, you will be able to

manage your time. Just like how I do it."

He worked efficiently, so he didn't have to work overtime at night. Moreover, he didn't have to socialize after work,

so he could spend more time at home with his family.

Kendall, on the other hand, seemed busier than him, and she had been spending less and less time with him.

However, he couldn't say anything since he fully supported her in having a career. On top of that, he supported her

in competing with Kelly for Parker Corporation. Thus, even if she was too busy to spend time with him, he could only

tolerate it.

"That's true. Let's not think about what will happen in the future, as it will only add to our worries."

Hearing about what would happen to her future son, Kendall felt bad for their eldest son, although she didn't know

when she’d meet her son.

"I'm here with you, so you don't have to worry too much."

"But I want to be someone that you can lean on."

"You can just let me lean on you now."

With that, he leaned his head against her shoulder. She then put her arm around his shoulder, and the couple

leaned on each other as they looked at the stars in the night sky.

…

Meanwhile, at the Mendelson Residence, Frank was throwing a fit.

"What did you just cook? Even the pigs won't eat it if you feed it to them."

He tossed the utensils on the dining table and pointed at the dishes on the table as he scolded Amelia, who he had

'invited' over to take care of him. She had been exhausted after preparing so many dishes by herself as per his

request. She wasn't expecting his compliment, but she was just hoping that he wouldn't find fault with her.

However, pigs might fly if he didn't find fault with her.

"Before I cooked dinner, I had already told you that I'm not a good cook. My forte is photography, not cooking." She

sounded annoyed. "You have already hired chefs from five-star hotels, but you'd rather have me cook dinner for

you. Ever since I've been asked over at 3.00PM, I have been preparing for your dinner till now, and I'm exhausted."

Hearing that, Frank glared at her and said coldly, "Don't think that you can act up when I'm recovering from my

injuries. Believe it or not, I'll get someone to force feed you all of these dishes!"

Amelia was startled when she heard that. Instinctively, she lashed out at him because she was too angry earlier on.

"About that… President Mendelson, if the food is really not edible, there's still time if you want to eat out."

Right after, he held up a plate of food and tossed it at her. Since he practiced martial arts, he had quick hands.

Amelia, on the other hand, was caught off guard, and the food had landed on her head. Her head and face were

instantly covered with oily food. She jumped up as she tried to remove them from her head. The food was

exceptionally oily because she purposely used a lot of oil during cooking just to waste his oil. That b*atard! I hate

him so much! My head and face are now covered in oil!

That made her want to kill him. She just wanted to pounce on him and tear him apart. Alas, she didn't have the

ability or courage to do so. She could only glare at him as tears started welling up in her eyes.

"I'll toss another plate at you if you glare at me!"

Frank didn't feel bad for mistreating a girl. His intention was to torment Amelia so that she would rant about it with

Kendall. That way, Kendall would look for him on Amelia's behalf. If Kendall really did turn up, he would do anything

for her to stay behind and make it up to her.

"Stop crying! I hate seeing women crying!"

However, he was biased since his heart would ache if Kendall was the one crying.

Hearing that, Amelia took a few tissues and wiped off the oil on her face and the tears in her eyes. She stubbornly

bit her lip and told herself not to cry as this devil's motive was to force her to seek help from Kendall so that Kendall

would go see him, for that matter.

She would never fall for it nor let Kendall meet this devil since she didn't know what he would do to Kendall. It didn't

matter how Frank treated her because, at most, she would just feel that she was wronged. However, it was

different in Kendall's case since Frank and Dylan weren't on good terms while Kendall was Dylan's wife. Frank might

do something crazy toward Kendall. Amelia was willing to do anything for her friend, and she wouldn't let Frank get

what he wanted.

"Get rid of all these! They look disgusting!" Frank ordered her to clean up the mess on the floor.

Hearing that, she turned around quietly as she walked over to get the cleaning tools. Suddenly, she heard the

sounds of plates being smashed on the ground from behind her. When she turned around, Frank had swept all the

dishes that were on the table onto the ground. The originally clean floor was now a mess as the dishes were all

smashed into pieces, and debris was scattered all over.

Desmond hurried over after hearing the commotion. When he noticed that it was Frank's doing, he glanced at

Amelia before walking away quietly. If he doesn't like Ms. Taylor, why would he get her over to take care of him?

Even if he wanted to make Ms. Kendall come over, he shouldn't have released his anger at Ms. Taylor since she had

done nothing wrong. D

He sighed as she felt bad for Amelia for the treatment that she received, but he didn't dare to say anything about it

since Frank hadn't been in a good mood lately. Thus, as long as Amelia's life wasn't at risk, Desmond wouldn't

interfere, as he just wanted Frank to be happy.

Looking at the mess on the ground, the startled Amelia asked, "President Mendelson, what are you doing?"

"So that you can clean it up," he replied.

At that, Amelia was so mad that she had the urge to just pounce on him and strangle the devil to death!