Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 119

Chapter 119

The Mendelsons' bodyguard was still ringing the doorbell, which left the father and daughter exchanging glances with each other.

"I'll open the door, Dad." Kendall turned and walked to the door.

"I'll take a look too," Adam commented as he followed suit.

As soon as the Mendelsons' bodyguard saw them returning, he stopped ringing the doorbell.

Kendall opened the villa door for him while he brought out a wheelchair. Right then, someone unlocked the car door for Frank while two other bodyguards stepped forward to assist him in getting out of the car and into the wheelchair.

Kendall and Adam were dumbfounded at this sight.

Adam recognized Frank but he was perplexed—when did President Mendelson require a wheelchair?

When Dylan was wheelchair-bound from his accident, Frank teased him mercilessly. So, look at how the tables have turned. Dylan, do you want footage of this?

Kendall was astute as she understood instantly. Frank was here to get even with her.

Last night, she accidentally stepped on him with high heels after attempting to dodge from Yasmine's evil trap. At that time, he was kind enough to let her off but warned that he would be back if his foot was swollen the next day.

She peeked at his feet and sure enough, that very foot she stepped on last night was wrapped in white bandage, which made it look like a burrito, since it was shoeless; it appeared to be quite swollen.

Frank's bodyguard pushed the wheelchair forward.

"What brings you here today, President Mendelson?" Although Adam was intrigued, he could not explicitly inquire the reason, therefore, he laughed and invited Frank into the villa. Frank sent a harsh gaze at Kendall, whose guilt could be seen as clear as a crystal and silently without any words, he instructed the bodyguard to move him into the Parkers' Villa.

"Dad." Kendall grabbed her father by his arm and whispered, "He came here to get even with me."

Adam was taken aback by her statement that struck him out of the blue. He stared blankly at his daughter for a long time before asking with a trembling voice, "Kendall… What did you do… to President Mendelson?"

Yeah, Kendall. What did you do to have President Mendelson knocking on our door?

First and foremost, Adam had always avoided having any interactions with Frank as Adam associated him with trouble, even much more than Dylan. Sure, Dylan was cold and brutal, but he was not as sinister as Frank. Therefore, to learn that Kendall had offended Frank meant that Adam had correctly guessed that his daughter was the one who caused Frank's burrito-shaped foot. I knew it’s not all rainbows and unicorns when a girl masters martial arts!

With quivering hands, he took out his phone and muttered quietly, "Kendall, don’t panic. I’ll immediately get Master Dylan for you. Just stay cool!"

"I'm not panicking, Dad. You're the one who panicked. I didn’t mean to step on President Mendelson last night. It's purely accidental." She let out a laugh as she tried to calm her dad down.

"Was it really accidental?"

"I accidentally stepped on him; it’s really not."

"You mean his foot became this swollen from just a step?"

An embarrassed Kendall then replied, "I was wearing high heels… And I stepped on him really hard. So, I should be glad it's not bleeding."

Adam remained silent.

I better get my son-in-law involved for a rescue mission.

"President Parker."

Frank’s darkened gaze was a contrast to his beautiful almond eyes as he suddenly turned his head to ask, "Is this how you treat your guest, President Parker? By letting them come and go as they wish?"

As Adam sensed the dissatisfaction from Frank's questions, Adam hastily tucked his phone into his back pocket and walked toward Frank after glaring at his daughter. The anxiety that Adam felt resembled the unsettling ocean waves.

"I apologize, President Mendelson."

As Frank and his bodyguards entered the villa, Adam greeted them respectfully.

Meanwhile, Charlotte was carrying out the freshly-made dessert when she noticed Frank’s arrival. Right then, she was startled as she watched her husband greet him as if Frank was the king. On the other hand, her daughter—who looked as guilty as a puppy—also entered the house.

Soon enough, Charlotte calmly walked over to present her homemade desserts on the coffee table as she smilingly told Frank, "These are our homemade treats. Please give it a try."

Kendall also followed suit by quietly keeping the clothes she had purchased for her parents to prepare a pot of tea.

In the meantime, Frank was staring at the steaming tea and the freshly baked delicacies.

"I apologize for my unexpected visit, Mrs. Parker." As much as Frank was known to be a cold person, he was still a gentleman.

"It's okay; you're not bothering us. It's a pleasure to have you here, President Mendelson." Adam took the chance and replied on behalf of his wife.

Kendall then scooted to her mother's side and whispered, "My dad is indeed a pro in the business world; he knows exactly what to say and when to say them." He was always trimming his sails; she saw this as a valuable trait to learn from her dad.

After hearing that, Charlotte squeezed her daughter to remind her that a distinguished guest was still present.

"What brings you here today, President Mendelson?" Adam obviously knew the reason, but he feigned ignorance and asked tentatively.

Frank then lifted his gauze-wrapped foot and glanced at Kendall before clarifying softly, "Ms. Parker accidentally trod on my foot last night. I informed her that if something goes wrong with my foot, I will hold her accountable for it."

"It took only a single night for my foot to become swollen and sore. I believe she should be responsible for this."

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