Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 368

Now that the leader reacted like this, the others realized that the couple who just came in were probably not people

to be messed with; otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted like this.

After all, he had already eaten enough.

Amelia's chicken burger was ready in no time. She was extremely hungry, and she didn't care that her love interest

was by her side, gobbling up her food within minutes.

There was a little smile at the bottom of Ronnie's eyes. He felt that Amelia and Kendall had quite similar

personalities. No wonder they hit it off at first sight and quickly became best friends.

Amelia took a napkin and wiped the oil stains around her mouth. Seeing that Ronnie still had the same calm look,

she quietly sighed in relief.

As long as he doesn't dislike my ugly eating manners, I'm fine. I was so hungry that I couldn't eat slowly.

It seemed that when she and Kendall ate together, they were not the kind of slow eaters. They weren't exactly

terrible eaters, but they definitely didn't fit the image of ladylike wealthy ladies.

Whatever.

Amelia thought in her heart. She only cared if she ate in comfort or not. Anyway, her reputation in the upper-class

circles was not good, and she had no image to speak of.

"Are you full? If you are not full, I will ask for another serving," Ronnie asked.

"No need. If I eat too much, it'll affect my sleep."

Ronnie pursed his lips, took out his phone, got up, and left.

He walked to the cashier and scanned the QR code while asking how much it was. After the waiter told him, he

quickly paid for it.

Turning around, he swept his eyes across the leader of those young people. His eyes sank, but he said nothing and

simply walked to Amelia, then said to her, "Ms. Taylor, let's go."

Amelia nodded, got up, and followed him.

When the two got into the car, and the car was far away, the leader of the group breathed a sigh of relief, raised

his hand, and wiped his forehead, which turned out to be covered in sweat.

"Boss, do you know them?" the others asked curiously.

The leader wiped off his sweat again and said, "I only know the man, not the woman."

"What is his identity?"

"He's Young Master Dylan's bodyguard. But his real identity is my youngest uncle, so we're somewhat related. My

mother's family has conflicts with his family. He would have beaten me up just now."

The others were speechless.

They didn't know the origin of their leader's family, but they had heard him boasting a lot and knew that it was a

powerful family. He was rebellious and disobedient, so he came out to make trouble.

Now that the leader reacted like this, the others realized that the couple who just came in were probably not people

to be messed with; otherwise, he wouldn't have reacted like this.

"He's very good at combat. If you were to flirt with his girlfriend, it would be courting death. Fortunately, you didn't

act rashly in the face of beauty."

The others were speechless.

They didn't dare to mess around when they saw that the leader was acting abnormally.

Fortunately, they didn't do anything. Other than the man's true identity, they didn't dare to provoke him just

because he was Dylan's bodyguard.

In the business world of Orapolis, Dylan was like a god. In the eyes of the citizens, Dylan was the great god among

the great gods, and they all admired him a lot.

Soon, Amelia was sent back to the Taylor Residence by Ronnie.

"Ronnie, thank you for sending me back, and you also treated me to a chicken burger. Would you like to come in

and sit?"

Amelia thanked Ronnie and invited him to come in and sit down.

However, Ronnie refused.

"Ms. Taylor, it's late at night, so it's not convenient for me to go in and disturb you. I'll watch you go in before I

leave."

That way, he could go back to report.

But in Amelia's eyes, this was him being considerate. Hence, she went in happily.

Ronnie waited until the lights were on in the house before he closed the window and started the car.

Thinking of something, he parked the car on the side of the road again, took out his phone, and made a call. After

the other party answered the call, he said indifferently, "Cathleen, I saw Radley in Orapolis."

After saying this, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to reply.

After a moment of silence, he started the car again.

The night was dark and silent.

The citizens of Orapolis went through the darkness in silence and ushered in the rising sun.

When Kendall opened her eyes and saw a handsome face and a bunch of flowers made from money, she felt

happy.

"Kendall, you're up."

There was tenderness on Dylan's handsome face.

He was fine-looking from the start. When he was cold, he appeared relaxed. When he took off the mask of

indifference and became gentle, he was like a big magnet attracting the people in front of him.

"I woke up laughing."

Kendall sat up while Dylan handed over the bunch of flowers at the right time, and she took them, smiling brighter

than fireworks.

"Every day when I open my eyes, I can receive a bunch of money. So, I can wake up with a smile every day."

Dylan said fondly, "If you like it, I will prepare a bunch of flowers made of money for you every day. This is also

pocket money for you."

If he gave her stacks of money, it was not romantic enough and rather tacky.

Dylan asked someone to turn the pocket money for her into a big bunch of flowers, which not only allowed him to

give her pocket money but also added a sense of romance.

Kendall leaned over happily and kissed him on the face. "Hubby, I like the way you give me pocket money."

I can't believe this iceberg can think of such a romantic thing.

Well, I trained him well.

"As long as you are happy."

She was happy, and so was he.

Kendall was reluctant to take apart this bunch of money flowers. She took off the flowers in the vase in the room

and put the money flowers in the vase. After looking at it, she felt that it was too eye-catching to have a bunch of

money flowers in the room, and it also looked like she was showing off wealth.

"I'd better unfold the money."

Kendall finally took apart the flowers one by one.

Soon, Kendall sat cross-legged on the bed, taking apart the money while counting them. It took a long time, and

she got tired of counting them.

Dylan was sitting in a wheelchair with an affectionate and smiling face. He looked at her, acting like a scrooge,

counting money until she was tired.

After the pocket money he gave her was made into a big bunch of flowers, there were still many, many more.

Seeing that she was counting the money happily, Dylan simply took out the rest of the cash and put it in front of

Kendall to let her count more. The more she counted, the happier she became.

"Last night, something happened."

"What happened?"

Kendall looked up at him, asked a question, then lowered her head and continued to count the money while saying,

"You don't need to give me so much pocket money. I'm so busy every day that I don't even have time to go

shopping. Even if you give me so much pocket money, I don't know how to spend it."

"You can spend as much as you want. If you can't finish it, the pocket money will be doubled."

Kendall was speechless.

Will it be doubled?

This is the result of my husband being too wealthy!

"Amelia was invited to the Mendelson Residence by their bodyguards again and was released late at night. There

was no car to bring her home. It seems that Frank confiscated her phone and wallet."

As soon as Kendall put the folded money 'flowers' on the bed, she slid off the bed and asked Dylan anxiously, "Is

Amelia all right? D*mn Frank! He should come at me if he has the ability instead of making Amelia suffer all the

time! Is he still a man?"