Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 413

Chapter 413

Desmond instantly rushed downstairs.

The bodyguards exchanged awkward looks with each other and followed suit upon noticing that Desmond was very concerned about Amelia's safety.

The group of men were in such a hurry that they created quite a loud commotion that Frank, who was in the study room, frowned as he headed to the window to look outside.

There were three windows in his study room; one was on the left of the room, the other on the right of the room, and the last one was behind him. The reason for this design was so that he could look out of the window and enjoy the view outside anytime to ease his weariness.

At that moment, Frank stood in front of the window that faced the backyard.

The backyard was peppered with street lamps as both the front and backyard were lit up very brightly. Unaffected, he continued to enjoy the delightful night view.

He saw Amelia, who had just fled his study room, accidentally barging into the wolfhounds' territory.

Though the wolfhounds were extremely vicious, they were normally fed and cared for by specific handlers. Therefore, they would not usually attack at random as they were well-trained.

However, this only applied to the people staying at Mendelson Residence. Since the wolfhounds had been reared for a few years now, they were naturally familiar with everyone in the household. Now that they suddenly encountered an unfamiliar figure, they assumed the person to be an intruder. As such, as soon as they saw Amelia, they instantly chased after her.

Amelia had never encountered such vicious wolfhounds in her entire life. The pet dogs she had at home were miniature breeds that were rather tame.

Frightened, she was now faced with several wolfhounds that were unleashed, so she turned around instantly and ran for her life!

The wolfhounds were even more convinced that she was an intruder as soon as they saw her running from them after which they tailed her relentlessly.

Amelia shouted for help as she ran for her life. At that moment, she would rather have Frank carve a flower at the back of her hand than to be chased by a pack of wolfhounds to be ripped apart.


Frank is a madman! Why did he rear such vicious and humongous wolfhounds without even keeping them on a leash?

She had heard of wolfhounds devouring humans when they were in a starved state.

Meanwhile, Frank did not stop the wolfhounds from chasing after Amelia despite seeing her in such a flustered state. On the other hand, he seemed to relish the sight of that. Furthermore, he quite happily recorded some video footage of her flustered state while being chased relentlessly by the wolfhounds.

"Ah!" Amelia stumbled and fell to the ground, hurting her quite badly. However, she could not bother about the pain as she quickly got up and continued her run. Recalling all the hours she had spent on her daily workouts, she was thankful that she was swift on her feet and managed to escape the jaws of the wolfhounds without suffering any bitemarks.

Still, after falling to the ground, she was held up and the wolfhounds caught up to her despite getting up immediately. The leader of the pack suddenly leaped at her and pounced on her back. The humongous wolfhound landed on her and Amelia found herself back on the ground again.

Just as she thought that she would be ripped apart by the wolfhounds, there was suddenly a whistle coming from behind before she felt the weight behind her lift. The wolfhound that had pounced on her finally released its hold on her clothes from his jaws and jumped off her body.

The handler in charge of the wolfhounds ran over quickly and he whistled as he ran in their direction. Shortly after that, the wolfhounds raced toward the handler and circled him.

"Ms. Taylor!" Desmond rushed over with the bodyguards.

The wolfhound handler stopped whistling and came over with the wolfhounds.

"Desmond, who's she? Why did she provoke the wolfhounds? I went for a short toilet break and found them all gone," the handler asked Desmond.

Fortunately, he came out earlier and noticed the wolfhounds all gone, prompting him to search for them immediately. Otherwise, the girl on the ground would definitely have sustained serious injuries from being bitten by them.

The wolfhounds were well-fed, so they were never starved. They would not generally attack for food, but their innate nature would result in them severely injuring the girl on the ground.

"Ms. Taylor is our master's guest." Desmond gave a brief reply and quickly stepped forward to help Amelia up from the ground.

Amelia's clothes on her lower back were torn from being shredded by the wolfhound and her skin was revealed.

Desmond then turned around and instructed one of the bodyguards, "Remove your top and give it to Ms. Taylor."

The man agreed and took off his top before handing it to Desmond.

Subsequently, Desmond took the top and handed it to Amelia while saying, "Ms. Taylor, your clothes are torn. Take this and cover up."

"Desmond…" Suddenly, Amelia clung tightly to his arm and burst into tears.

She had been thoroughly frightened out of her wits; had the handler or Desmond arrived one second later than they had, she would not have lived to see tomorrow's sun.

Desmond felt slightly uncomfortable as Amelia clung to his arm and sobbed. He realized that she had suffered a harrowing ordeal and he could not exactly shove her aside at the moment, so he awkwardly watched as she cried. In the meantime, he also remembered to cover Amelia's back with the bodyguard's top.

Amelia sobbed for a short while before she finally collected herself. Perhaps it was the fright or excessive running, she found herself wobbly on her feet.

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