Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 365

Amelia wanted to strangle Frank, but she did not dare to take any actual action against him. This made Frank look at her with sarcasm.

Shouldn't Kendall's good friend have a similar temper?

If I make Kendall suffer like this, she will definitely rush over to fight me to the bitter end!

That girl has a stubborn personality, and she refuses to admit defeat.

"President Mendelson, I know why you are single, and you don't even have a girlfriend until now."

Amelia laughed in annoyance.

Frank's narrow eyes flickered. Then, looking at Amelia, he waited for her to continue.

"You're simply too hateful! You caused yourself to be single, and you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"

Amelia gritted her teeth and squeezed out the words, then turned around and left.

"Amelia, if you don't clean the floor, you won't get to go back tonight," Frank threatened.

Amelia didn't look back. "I won't go back then. I'll wait for the police to pick me up."

Frank snorted. "I'll have someone press you on the floor and make you lick the food off the floor like a dog, and then take a video and send it to Kendall. Do you think she will come to rescue you right away?"

Amelia hurriedly turned back, stopped in front of him, and slammed the table heavily so that her hand hurt.

"Mendelson! I'm responsible for this. If you are dissatisfied with me, you can come to me. What does it have to do with Kendall?"

"Desmond."

Frank called out in a deep voice to summon Desmond as Amelia looked at him defensively.

This man is unpredictable, and no one knows what he wants to do next.

At lightning speed, Desmond appeared. Frank played with his phone. Then, his voice was low and cold as he said, "Get some people in, hold her down, and chop off her right hand for me!"

Amelia's face changed.

"F-Frank, you dare? I-I will sue you for intentional injury." Amelia took a few steps back, as if this way she could avoid her hand being chopped off.

Frank didn't even look at her. "There's nothing that I don't dare to do, and I'm not afraid of you suing me. You can go ahead. I am justifiably defending myself from your inappropriate touching of me."

"You're shameless! How dare you accuse me of inappropriately touching you? Do you think that everyone will be in love with you just because of your good looks? Your heart is rotten underneath your exterior. Whoever falls in love with you is blind."

She was also blind at first because she had secretly photographed this man before. She had also thought he was incredibly good-looking. In the end, he turned out to be a pervert. He's a demon clothed in human skin!
Amelia wanted to strangle Frank, but she did not dare to take any actual action against him. This made Frank look at her with sarcasm.

It was time to let other women out there see the true face of this devil, lest they be fascinated by the devil and treat the devil as a god.

Frank glared at her sideways without speaking. His demeanor was even more frightening than any of his words.

Amelia felt like she couldn’t communicate with him and was furious. If she knew that he would be so shameless, she would have cleaned up honestly.

"Master."

Desmond smiled and said, "Master, what did Ms. Taylor do to make you order me to chop off her hand?"

Frank's narrow eyes stared at him, and he said coldly, "She slammed the table!"

Desmond said, "Ms. Taylor is a good friend of the second daughter of the Parker Family. If you really have her hand chopped off, Miss Kendall will dislike you even more."

Frank probably did not really want to chop Amelia's hand off. It was just that Amelia slammed the table at him, making him feel that his dignity was being provoked, so he frightened her and said he would chop her hand up. Thus, Desmond had to find a way to resolve the situation; otherwise, Frank would have to follow through and chop off Amelia's hand.

Frank pursed his lips and said indifferently, "For Kendall's sake, I'll let Amelia's hand go, but since she likes to slam the table, have her slam it 100 times. Desmond, you watch her do it. She must do it with all her strength each time. If her hands are not red or swollen, she shouldn't even think about leaving."

After speaking, Frank got up, and on seeing the mess on the ground, he said, "Watch her clean the floor up too. If there is still a little oil stain left, she will not be allowed to go home. If there is any resistance from her, I will ask Chris to prepare to buy over her family's company. Even if it's small, it's still worth something.”

After leaving threatening words, Frank went upstairs under Amelia's resentful stare.

"Master." Desmond quickly stopped him. "Master, you haven't had dinner yet."

Even if Frank wanted to humiliate Amelia, there was no need to starve himself. Frank stopped at the stairs, and after a long while, he said, "I'm not hungry."

Desmond wanted to say something, but Frank had already gone upstairs. In the end, there were only Desmond and Amelia left in the hall.

"Ms. Taylor, he is in a bad mood these days. Actually, he doesn't want to hurt or humiliate you. I hope you understand and tolerate him, who is undergoing the loss of his love. I also want to apologize to you on behalf of my master. Ms. Taylor, sorry."