Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 535

Chapter 535

In the past, Yasmine had always followed Dylan around, but in the end, she was left with nothing. Not only were her feelings hurt, but she had also dragged her family into this matter, which caused the strife between Coleman Empire Holdings and Zorn Holdings to intensify.

If there was a drug in the world that could reverse time and allow one to make things right, Yasmine would get it without hesitation. Unfortunately, such a drug didn't exist in this world.

When Kendall returned to the venue and saw her mother talking to the other wealthy ladies, she decided not to interrupt them. Instead, she directly headed to Dylan's side.

At that moment, Dylan sported a dark expression, but when he saw Kendall going straight to him upon her return, his eyes brightened instantly as he watched the woman approach him with a smile.

"Are you alright?" he asked caringly. Nonetheless, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his gaze. If he found out that Kendall had suffered any grievances, he would get his men to teach Yasmine a lesson.

Kendall replied with a smile, "What could happen to me? Yasmine has never been a match for me."

Dylan pinched her face lovingly. "I know. My wife is very capable, after all."

When he recalled that Kendall loved giving her opponent shoulder throws in the past, he beamed.

Likewise, Kendall knew her husband very well. When she saw his smile, she figured that he must have recalled her past self.

Dylan would always catch her being rough with others, and he had caught her getting involved in car racing on two separate occasions. As such, she wasn't even allowed to touch the steering wheel now.

"I'm very gentle now."

"Yes, yes, yes. You're very gentle." There was a smile on Dylan's face when he spoke.

Hearing that, Kendall glowered at him.

The married couple showed their affection for each other in public as though there was no one else around them.


Meanwhile, Frank parked his car in front of the Taylor Residence. He didn't bring any bodyguards with him and was on his own.

He went on to wait in front of the Taylor Residence for a long time. He didn't call Amelia, nor did he ring the doorbell. He just remained seated in the car, silently looking at the villa under the night sky.

The sky turned a shade darker, and Brandon finally returned from a gathering.

When the chauffeur pulled up, he honked and motioned for the car in front of the villa to move somewhere else.

What's wrong with him? Why is he parking his car in front of someone else's house? It seems that he's deliberately blocking our way.

When Frank heard the honk, he came to his senses. He then rolled down the car window and looked back.

On the other hand, the chauffeur also rolled down the window and stuck out his head before demanding, "What's wrong with you? How can you park your car in front of someone else's house? Hurry up and move your car away!"

Brandon didn't realize that Frank's car was in front of his house, for he was inebriated tonight. As he leaned against the seat, he felt sleepy. Either way, the chauffeur would handle such a matter for him.

"Is that President Taylor?" Frank asked in a husky voice.

The chauffeur snorted. "It seems that you know whose way you're blocking."

When Brandon heard Frank's voice while sitting in the backseat, he shuddered and sat up straight, sobering up in an instant. He hurriedly pushed the door open and got out of the car. With the help of the streetlights, he realized the visitor was indeed Frank.

That realization stunned him. Then, he went over in a hurry and asked cautiously, "Why are you here at this hour, President Mendelson? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The chauffeur was speechless. Turns out he's the head of the Mendelson Family. Why is he alone? Whenever he showed up in the past, he'd be flanked by at least four cars with bodyguards in the vehicles.

Frank also got out of the car. "I'm not here to ask you for a favor. It's just that when I passed by your place, I realized the night view was marvelous. As such, I decided to stop my car here and enjoy it."

It was the first time Frank lied to anyone.

Brandon was speechless. Did he just say he happened to pass by my place? The Mendelson Residence and the Taylor Residence are far apart. Even if the night view here is nice, it's nothing compared to his place. He's lying.

Upon realizing that the other man was lying, Brandon was anxious as he wondered what Frank was up to. Is he here for Amy?

"Have you just returned, President Taylor?"

"Yes." Isn't it obvious?

"I suppose I'm blocking your way. Sorry about that. I'll move my car somewhere else now." After looking around, he continued, "It seems that it's not easy to move my car here. Why don't I drive my car into your yard first? Once your car goes in, I'll come back out."

Brandon was stunned for a moment before he pressed the doorbell in silence. When he saw a servant coming over to open the door, he said to Frank with a forced smile, "President Mendelson, since you're here, why don't you come in and drink some coffee with me?"

Frank appeared to be pondering on it.

"If it's not convenient for you, then—"

"It's not a good idea to drink coffee at night, for it'll affect our sleep."
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