Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 490

Chapter 490

After hearing what Desmond had to say, Amelia snorted to herself. If anything happens, he's going to take Frank's side. He's just trying to convince me to go over and let Frank torture me.

"Do you know how to swim, Ms. Taylor?"

Amelia begrudgingly answered in the affirmative.

"I'll bring you a swimsuit. Please get changed and go swimming with Mr. Mendelson. Perhaps you could compete against him to see who can swim faster. I'm sure he will be distracted if he loses."

In reality, Desmond thought that she had a slender, attractive figure. She would surely be able to distract Frank if she put on a swimsuit.

"Don't bother. I'm not interested in swimming with your master."

She called out to Desmond, who was about to leave, and said, "Bring me a pot of tea and some snacks. Oh, and a plate of fruits too."

He looked at her.

"I'll sit by the pool and watch your master swim instead so that he won't end up drowning without anyone noticing him. Don't worry. If he starts drowning, I'll save him within three minutes. I won't let him die."

He didn't know what to say.

Amelia then headed off toward Frank.

Desmond had no choice but to arrange for the staff to prepare tea and snacks for her.

Frank continued swimming for an unknown amount of time until he seemed to be tired out. When he saw Amelia coming over, he came out of the pool and sat down on the side.

"Desmond brought you here again," he commented coolly.

She went behind him and pretended to slip. She lurched forward and shoved him from behind.

Frank couldn't react in time and ended up falling into the pool.

The water splashed all over.

Amelia quickly stopped herself and stood safely by the side of the pool as she exclaimed apologetically, "I tripped by accident, Frank. I didn't mean to push you into the pool."

His head broke through the water. He wiped his face and swam over to the side before climbing out of the pool again.

She remained standing by the pool with an innocent expression.


Then, she tried to scurry away from the side of the pool.

However, Frank caught up to her and grabbed her.

"I really didn't mean it, Frank! It was an accident! Just an accident. Don't do this. I'm here to try and lift your spirits."

Splash!

He dragged Amelia back to the pool and threw her in.

Although the weather was hot outside, the water in the indoor pool was chilly.

After getting thrown into the pool, she nearly choked on the water. Thankfully, she knew how to swim and instinctively reacted to the situation. Soon, she swam over to the other side of the pool.

"Frank Mendelson, you're a scumbag!"

She climbed out of the pool and started berating Frank in her disheveled state.

"I already said it was an accident."

"Was it an accident, though?" he asked coolly with an icy stare.

She felt a prick in her conscience, but she stubbornly insisted, "It was!"

"Well, it was an accident on my part, too. My hands slipped, and you ended up falling into the pool. Why didn't you hold on to me?"

Amelia was speechless.

Why didn't Master Dylan beat this scumbag hard enough until he couldn't even get out of bed?

"You're just a mean and heartless scumbag."

"How have I failed you? What have you done for me?" Frank fired back.

She was dumbfounded.

A few seconds later, she retorted, "Whenever you're in a foul mood, you'll start taking it out on me. You get your happiness from seeing me suffer instead, so haven't I done enough for you? I was supposed to go on a blind date, but you got Mr. Desmond to drag me here because you're in a bad mood. I'm going to hold you accountable if I don't get married, Frank."

"How are you going to hold me accountable? Make me take responsibility for it by marrying you?" he countered.

"Hah! Even if you wanted to marry me, I refuse to marry you."

Frank stared at Amelia darkly.

"This time, I didn't ask Desmond to bring you here."

He defended himself after a minute of silence.

He touched his face, which was still bruised.

She didn't even bother asking about my injury.

"Mr. Desmond went to look for me himself? Why would he have come looking for me without your permission? It had to be your doing."

Frank sat down. "I don't care if you believe me. It's not like I'm begging you to believe me anyway."

At this moment, Desmond came over with a few other household staff.

They laid out a round table by the pool and filled it with tea, pastries, fruits, and even snacks that young women preferred.

Desmond and the others realized that the atmosphere was rather tense. They hurried away as soon as they set the table as if they were afraid their employer was going to throw them into the pool next if they were too slow.

After all, they had seen Amelia's drenched clothes.

Mr. Mendelson must've thrown her into the pool.

Frank's eyes swept across the table. He scoffed and said to the woman in front of him, "You seem to be making yourself at home here, Amelia. Look at you asking Desmond to prepare snacks for you as soon as you come over."

He got up and looked through the snacks on the table. "I've been staying in this house for 31 years. I never knew we had such snacks here."
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