Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 398

Kendall had treated Dylan like a child.

When she noticed the change in his expression, she quickly retracted her arm and beamed at him.

The man, not knowing whether to be mad or amused, finally gave her a light flick on her forehead. He didn't have

the heart to put more force into it.

"Stop it with that silly giggle. I will let it go this time, but I might punish you if there is a next time."

Seeing that he chose to pass over her actions, Kendall immediately changed her tone and giggled. "I like your

punishment."

He punished her by giving her kisses.

Her playful attitude made Dylan reply in a casual voice, "I want a 20-thousand-word self-reflection essay by

tonight."

Her laugh immediately stopped when he uttered those words.

"Darling… 20 thousand words? I won't be able to finish it even by tomorrow."

"Since you like my punishments so much, I am sure you will come up with it if you stay up tonight."

"I thought that your punishment would be…"

His eyes twinkled. "Would be?"

"Alright, alright. I am done messing with you. I have to hurry up and finish my work."

Knowing that she had no way of winning the banter, Kendall quickly continued fiddling with her craftwork.

Dylan watched quietly as her pair of skillful hands moved around and about before the wire phoenix started to take

shape bit by bit.

A series of knocks soon came from the door before Amos' voice rang out.

"Miss Zorn has arrived, Young Master Dylan, Young Mistress Kendall. She requests to see the young mistress."

Yasmine?

Kendall turned to look at Dylan. "You didn't provoke her in any way, did you?"

Dylan's face went black in that instant. He then reached out and placed his hand firmly behind her head before he

closed her mouth with his.

She felt pain when he bit her, but she couldn't gather the strength to push him away.

It was only until he had vented his anger that he finally let her loose.

Kendall had always thought that she was stronger than other women because she used to practice martial arts.

However, being with Dylan now made her realize how insignificant and useless she felt physically.

"I won't provoke any woman if they are not you."

After he let go of her, he lightly bit her on the cheek. Due to her fair complexion, it didn't take a hard bite for that

spot to turn red.

"What a delicate man you are," she muttered.

Dylan caressed the spot where she had been bitten, and suggested to her in a low voice, "Tell Amos to reject her if

you don't want to see her."

"Oh, I am seeing her alright. It is not like she will eat me or something."

As she stood up, Kendall turned around and answered, "Send Miss Zorn in, Amos."

Amos proceeded to respectfully give a short reply.

After Kendall opened the door and went out, she saw Amos ushering Yasmine into the house.

The woman was still dressed in a fiery red outfit that was extremely striking.

She also had a sun hat on due to the sunny weather.

"Young Mistress Kendall, Miss Zorn is here."

Hearing that, Kendall hummed and walked over with a half-smile on her face, her eyes on Yasmine.

"What is the matter? You forgot about me after just a few days of not seeing my face? Or do you find me prettier

now?"

Angered, Yasmine took off her sun hat and deliberately touched her own face. "I also think that I have gotten much

more beautiful."

"Miss Zorn, you told me that I am thick-skinned and shameless. You don't seem to be much different from me."

Yasmine chuckled mockingly. "I must have gotten it from you after coming in contact with you so many times."

Kendall then led Yasmine to the couch. Seeing that she hadn't tidied up her 'loot' from this morning, Kendall simply

cleared the armchair by moving all the bags to the two-seater and asked Yasmine to take a seat.

The latter, however, was in no hurry to sit down as she rudely picked up the bags and looked at them. "Did the sun

rise from the west? You have finally come to your senses and willingly bought branded clothes to wear, Young

Mistress Kendall."

During the few times she and Kendall met, Kendall was always either wearing a gown or formal clothes. Yasmine

seldom saw Kendall wearing branded goods.

Yasmine had ridiculed Kendall for being raised in the countryside more times than she could count. To her, Kendall

would never get rid of her vulgarity just because she had crawled up the social ladder.

Other than the fact that she had become the young mistress of the Coleman Family, she was the biological

daughter of the Parker Family. No matter what, she should get dressed a little more dignified. Take Kelly for

example—any piece of clothing she wore cost more than 10 thousand, and that was among the cheapest clothes

she had.

Kendall poured Yasmine a glass of warm water and after listening to her words, the former put on a helpless

expression on her pretty face. "Dylan gave me a black card early in the morning and asked Alice to accompany me

to Wealthy Luck Street to sweep off all the goods. He told me that I am not allowed to come home if I don’t buy a

room full of clothes, shoes, and bags. Oh, the weather is so hot nowadays, and it is cool at home. That was why I

quickly shopped and hurried back here. I didn't even notice that I bought too much to fit in my cloakroom. I am

sure you know that the clothes at Wealthy Luck Street are all branded goods. I couldn't buy cheap ones even if I

wanted to."

Yasmine didn't say anything in return.

Now that Kendall was showing off her relationship with Dylan, no one would dare say anything against Kendall.

Yasmine was initially going to mock her, but Kendall showing off only left her jealous instead.

At this point, Yasmine was sure that Kendall was sent to her by God to defeat her. She had never won against

Kendall ever since that time during her birthday banquet.

"Please have a seat, Miss Zorn. Have some water."

Yasmine proceeded to sit down.

After taking the glass of water from Kendall, Yasmine intentionally pointed out, "A glass of warm water for an

important guest who came to visit? Aren't you being too stingy, Kendall?"

Kendall smiled when she heard that. "Oh, you're right. Please hold on. I will be back in a second."

She turned around and walked away after saying that.

Kendall's reaction made Yasmine raise her chin proudly, looking as if she had won.

Kendall came back in no time with a bucket of water in her hands. After she placed the water with steam coming

out of it on the coffee table, she smilingly invited Yasmine to drink it despite Yasmine's surprised gaze. "Since you

think I am stingy for giving you a glass of water, I will give you a bucket of it instead. Go ahead and drink it. Have

more if you can. It will be best if you can finish the entire bucket, lest you call me stingy, Miss Zorn."

Yasmine took some time to come back to her senses, but when she did, she blurted out, "Kendall Parker! You better

move this bucket of water out of my sight now! You are the esteemed young mistress of the Coleman Family. How

can you do something so beneath your dignity?!"

"Aren't I a country bumpkin to you, Miss Zorn?" Kendall retorted. "I am actually really generous to you. Look. I have

more than enough water for you. If you can't finish it, I don't mind you staying over for a hot bath!"

"Kendall Parker!" Alas, Yasmine could no longer hold her laughter in. She continued to chortle for a minute while

hugging her stomach as she gasped, "Are you trying to make me die from laughter so that you can take my

inheritance that is worth billions, Kendall?"

"If I am inheriting all your property after you die, then keep laughing. Just die from it. Once you are dead, I will

properly handle your corpse for you, and I will arrange for your funeral before I take your property."

Hearing that, Yasmine pointed a finger at her, but her laughter didn't cease.

As they both hated each other's guts, they didn't bother keeping their appearances up in front of one another.

In fact, Yasmine felt unrestrained when she was with Kendall. She didn't have to worry about people saying that she

didn't behave like a proper lady should.

It seemed as though she had been spoiled by her family, and was indeed unrefined like she was expected to be.