Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 184

"You—! Are you afraid of me, Kendall? Is that why you're hiding in the car?!" Yasmine tried to provoke the other woman.

Kendall chuckled before retorting, "Sure. I'm pretty afraid of you, I guess. I'm afraid that I might hit you back if you slap me, and I'm afraid you won't be able to leave the house for a while after that."

"How dare you hit me after making me angry, Kendall!" Yasmine growled.

Kendall seemed amused by Yasmine's words, for she laughed heartily. "What a funny statement to make, Miss Zorn! Do you expect me to stay still after you hit me? I'm not an idiot."

"I'm telling you to get out of your car!" Yasmine shouted.

"I don't think I made a mistake yesterday, Miss Zorn. You may have fancied Master Dylan in the past, but would you marry him now if he wanted to? Since you decided to give up on him, why are you sticking your nose into our business now that he's being nice to me? Who are you to question me?" Kendall asked as she didn't think that she had done anything wrong.

Yasmine was the one who looked down on Dylan for being a cripple and for his inability to reproduce. She gave up on Dylan to go for someone better, yet she was jealous now that Dylan was being friendly to Kendall. Yasmine phoned her to scold her out of envy, and she simply responded candidly. Yet, Yasmine was infuriated by whatever she had said. Now, Yasmine even chased after Kendall just to settle the score with her.

Yasmine was a typical, selfish woman who didn't want other women to make use of her trash after she had thrown it out. However, the issue here was that Dylan wasn't trash—he was a breathing, living human being. "I don't care. One way or another, I simply won't allow Master Dylan to be nice to you or any other woman. Even if he can't walk or reproduce, I still want him to value me above everyone else. Anyone who receives his special treatment is my enemy," Yasmine stated. "If you're smart enough, you would move out of the Coleman Residence, Kendall. You'd also promise never to see Master Dylan again. You have the right to reject his kindness even if he's nice to you. Laura has always specialized in designing evening gowns, and she rarely designs day-to-day outfits. I would have to beg her if I wanted her to design such outfits for me, so how could a countryside woman like you get 40 outfits all for yourself?!" Yasmine felt her anger building up as she spoke, and her expression was sour from her jealousy.

If Kendall had relied on her own abilities to convince Laura to design 40 outfits for her, Yasmine wouldn't have felt as jealous. However, it was Dylan who had made this request—that was what made Yasmine so bitter about this whole matter! Yasmine's jealousy was like ferocious waves that crashed against Kendall, threatening to drown her in the ocean.

"Well, it's a fact that a countryside girl like me had managed to get 40 outfits specially designed by Laura. Do you want me to sell half of them to you, Miss Zorn? Laura's outfits are really exclusive, so how does it sound if I sell them at the rate of 500,000 per piece? That's pretty cheap, right?" Kendall recalled how she had gone to L.E. Boutique to purchase evening gowns for Yasmine's birthday party, and remembered paying more than hundreds of thousands for each dress. I'm being really generous by selling these clothes to her at 500,000 per piece! I'm not even charging her more, although she's my love rival.

Yasmine's expression was as dark as pitch as she growled, "Get out of the car right now, Kendall. What makes you think I need your clothes?"

"I'm not getting out of the car. What are you going to do about it?" Kendall asked.

"You're scared, huh?"

"Yeah. I just told you, didn't I? I'm scared of you, Miss Zorn. You're the precious daughter of the almighty Zorn Family—a country girl like me can only look up to you. That's why I'm so terrified of you. I'm so scared that I'm trembling with fear, Miss Zorn. Why don't you let me go this one time? Please move your car aside. I'm in a rush." Kendall was hoping that Ronnie wouldn't show up anytime soon. She'd be dead meat otherwise.

"How dare you, Kendall! You're spitting lies directly in my face. Do you think I'm too afraid to drag you out of the car?" Yasmine cried.

"I'm sure you'd dare to do that. You're such a brave woman, Miss Zorn," Kendall replied. Yasmine was speechless for a moment. She often considered herself a woman with a sharp tongue, yet she was clearly defeated when placed in an argument with Kendall. Kendall has no shame! Yasmine thought as she glared at the other woman. Then, she took two steps forward before swinging her hand up for a slap.

Smack! Yasmine's palm landed on the car's glass window. Kendall didn't know if Yasmine's hand hurt, but she was sure that her glass window was hurting. At least it's not broken, Kendall thought to herself. Miss Zorn probably isn't strong enough to break my glass with just a single slap. Hah! How dare she pick a fight with me with her limited skills? Does she think she's going to snatch Master Dylan away from me? She's too full of herself. If I were the one who had slapped her car window, I'm sure I would have shattered it in one go!

"Get out of your car, Kendall. If you don't get out now, I'll charge into the office and tell your dad about this!" Yasmine cried.