Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 387

Charlotte sighed. "Kendall, try not to go out for the next few days. The entertainment journalists might swarm you."

Kendall was the biological daughter of the Parker Family. Now that Kelly had caused such a scandal, it would be

normal for these entertainment journalists to swarm Kendall's place.

Moreover, Kendall even used to be deeply in love with Jackson.

"I got it, Mom. I hope you and Dad will be more gracious so that you won't ruin your health with anger."

"I understand. Ms. Morrison is here, so I'll hang up now."

"Okay."

After ending the call, Kendall moved the phone away from her ear and gripped it in her hand. She gazed quietly at

the lotuses blooming outside the water pavilion.

After dinner, she went for a stroll with Dylan. They arrived at this place, so they sat in the water pavilion for a while,

enjoying the evening breeze.

"Are you going to make more of that lotus seed dessert?" Dylan asked her gently.

Last time, Jane shared half of her lotus seeds with Kendall. Kendall took all of them to make lotus seed desserts,

and Dylan himself had two helpings.

This huge lotus pond was just scenery to the Coleman Family. They only admired the flowers, and as for the lotus

seeds and roots, they didn't care much about processing or eating those.

It was Dylan's first time having dessert made from lotus seeds, and he found it quite delicious. The cooked lotus

seeds were gouged out, so there wasn't any bitter taste to them.

When Kendall lived with the Woods Family, she liked to make cooling desserts in summer—green bean soup, for

example.

In other words, ever since he married his dear wife who had lived with commoners, the high and mighty Master

Dylan fell from the throne and experienced some aspects of a commoner's life.

"Do you want more? I can pick some lotuses tomorrow and remove the seeds, then make some more dessert for

you."

Dylan smiled. "You still have to knit my present tomorrow."

"I'll get someone to help prepare the lotus seeds, then. It'll definitely be fresh."

"Sounds good. What were you thinking about just now?"

"I took revenge and finally relieved my hatred. But when I see my parents like that, the thrill of getting revenge is

greatly reduced."

Dylan reached out and caressed the top of her head, then slid his hand down the back of her neck. He removed her

hair clip, causing her hair to cascade like a waterfall.

Her hair was naturally dark and smooth, and even Terence said that her hair was beautiful.

"No matter how disappointed your parents are in her, she was still raised by them; naturally, they'd still feel

affection for her. Even if you told them about your dream, it was just a dream. Not many people would take dreams

seriously, after all."

"Do you believe me, then?"

He pulled lightly at her hair, but she still felt pain. This was his slight punishment.

"If I didn't believe you, would I suffer your whims or help clean up after you?" After a pause, he continued,

"Someone else was eager to clean up after you, but with me around, it was already too late by the time he made

his move."

Kendall knew that he was talking about Frank.

Only Dylan and Frank were powerful enough to help her clean up perfectly, so much so that even private detectives

couldn't trace her.

The two rivals were actually evenly matched.

If they couldn't fake being nice to each other, they could only fight.

"Is Frank still asking for Amy these days?"

Amelia never even told her, and even if she asked, Amelia only comforted her and told her that everything was

fine.

However, she knew that Ronnie would follow Dylan's orders and bring Amelia home every single night.

"Yes. He's still hoping that you'd go to him on your own accord if he treats Ms. Taylor cruelly enough."

Dylan was willing to help get Amelia and Ronnie together, for Amelia had suffered in his wife's stead.

Since Amelia liked Ronnie, Dylan would help her out. He would be repaying Amelia's kindness, and it was also a

good thing if the two could become a happy couple.

"He's despicable."

"Do you still hope for people like us to be gentlemen?" Dylan smiled and said, "Even I, your man, am not a

gentleman. Even though I've never murdered or committed adultery, I'm definitely not a decent person. You've

heard what outsiders say about me, after all."

He was simply giving her special treatment.

That was why she didn't see his worst sides; she only saw his best ones.

"I'm not a good person right now, either. We're a perfect match. Sally is coming over to take care of Kelly."

Dylan understood her immediately. He asked, "Are you worried that Kelly would use Sally to get you to resolve this

matter for her?"

Kendall said confidently, "My mom won't agree to it. With such an incident, how can it be erased from the public's

memory even if we resolve this matter for her? Can they pretend nothing happened simply because no one is

talking about it? That's just self-deception. My mom will feel bad for her biological daughter, but she won't make

things hard for me either. Also, this happened because of Kelly's own carelessness. My mom will only tell her to

learn her lesson, and maybe advise her to go back to the Woods Family Village to hide for a while. It's quiet there in

the countryside, and the air is fresh. It's far away from the hustle of the city too, so it's quite suitable for pregnant

women."

Dylan didn't suspect Sally. Kendall and Sally lived together for more than twenty years, and they were still close to

each other. Sally wouldn't take Kelly's side for no reason.

"Dylan, why don't we go back to the Woods Family Village next weekend? During this season, the orchard Roger

works on would be having a harvest, so we can go back and eat our fill."

He said lovingly, "No matter where you want to go, I'll go with you as long as I have the time."

He had learned of the Woods Family before, and he knew that Nelson had taken over the training institute Kendall

established, whereas Roger was the owner of an orchard and a vegetable farm.

If Roger had problems with selling his produce, he could ask his brother-in-law for help.

Ring…

Kendall's phone rang just then.

She looked at the incoming call and said in surprise, "It's Miss Finley."

Dylan's eyes glistened as he said, "She might be asking you out on a shopping trip."

It seemed like Emma didn't have real friends because of her position. She was Dylan's best secretary, and she could

get close to him every day. As such, many people wanted to know his schedules through her so that they could

bump into him.

However, Emma was faithful. She would rather stay lonely than expose his whereabouts.

As expected of Toddy's student, she was as capable and faithful as he was.

Kendall answered the call from Emma.

"Boss."

"I've told you before, Emma. We're friends, so you don't have to call me that."

Emma smiled and said, "I did it out of habit. Are you free right now? Let's go out for some drinks. Wait, is President

Coleman with you? We mustn't let him know that I'm asking you out for drinks."

Kendall glanced at Dylan, then lied through her teeth. "He's not with me. Where are you?" she asked.

"I'm at Moonlight Glass Bar on East Street. Kendall, if you're free, please come over and have a few drinks with me.

It's fine if you aren't, though. I'll just drink on my own."

"Are you feeling a little down?"

"Yeah, quite. I want to find someone to get drunk with me. I won't be going to work tomorrow anyway, so I won't

have to worry about hangovers."

Kendall glanced at Dylan again.

Dylan had good hearing, so he had already overheard their conversation. He reached out toward Kendall, but she

lightly slapped his hand away. He reached out again, a grave look in his eyes.

Slightly intimidated, she obediently passed her phone to him.