Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 80

Dylan didn't say anything to that.

He continued to sit there quietly for a moment before he said to Charlotte, "I have to get back to the office, Mother. I'll be taking my leave now. I will wait for the right time when everyone isn't occupied for the elders in my family to have a meal with you and Father."

The parents from both families should officially meet each other, anyway.

Even though Charlotte had a smile on her face, she couldn't help feeling worried about the suggestion.

The Colemans were still unaware that they now had an in-law. That was why they wouldn't go to Kendall for no reason, or make life harder for her despite how much Dylan was always messing around with her.

Charlotte didn't know if the elders of the Coleman Family, who made it a point to keep their shortcomings on the low, would treat Kendall like one of their own despite all the unpleasant affairs that had transpired after Kendall had become the young mistress of the Coleman Family.

Still, all that Charlotte could do as Kendall's mother was worry. After all, this was the path Kendall had chosen to walk herself. Charlotte couldn't possibly help her daughter reach the end of the road, as this was Kendall's life's journey.

She could only place her hope on Dylan.

As long as Dylan was in love with Kendall, Charlotte wouldn't have to worry about the rest of the Colemans ever trying to pick on her daughter no matter what she did, because she would have Dylan to protect her then.

After thinking about all that, Charlotte suddenly had a resolution—she was going to teach Kendall the ways to snatch up Dylan's heart as soon as possible the next time Kendall came home.

They might never consummate and be a real married couple, but Charlotte knew that Dylan wasn't entirely heartless.

With him as Kendall's shield, not only would Kendall be safe from the Colemans' possible tauntings, she could even run amok like a crab in Orapolis.

"Alright, I will be waiting for you to arrange it then."

Hearing that, Dylan nodded lightly, thereafter indicating to his bodyguard to push him out.

Charlotte personally sent him off as well.

Looking at him being protectively sent away by his dutiful bodyguards, she couldn't help but heave a sigh.

There must be a deity out there that was jealous of how perfect Dylan was that they intentionally got him into an accident which had left him disabled.

He was a man so full of brilliance that, unfortunately, was tied down to his wheelchair. In a way, he was a eunuch as well. It truly was a pity for a man like him to have met such a fate.

After all of Dylan's cars faded from sight, Charlotte turned around and walked back into the villa. She then reached for her phone and made a call to her daughter.

Kendall immediately had a feeling that Dylan had tattled to her mother when she saw that she was getting a call from Charlotte.

She brought her phone as far as her arm could reach as soon as she accepted the call.

Still, she could hear Charlotte roar from such a distance. "Kendall Parker, you better get your butt back home after you return from the airport!"

"Mommy, I-I have something to do. I can't go home today. I will be even busier tomorrow because I have to go to the company with Daddy. Maybe some other day. I will go home and keep you company another day."

"Stop brushing me off, kiddo! Listen up—you are banned from driving from now on! I will tear your driver's license to shreds and break your legs if I ever find out that you are driving again."

Kendall playfully stuck out her tongue and teased, "You would break my legs, Mommy?"

"Would you like to try it out?" There was no amusement in Charlotte's voice when she barked back.

"Alright, alright. I will listen to you. I won't drive anymore. Don't be angry, Mommy."

Charlotte continued to nag Kendall on the phone before she finally hung up.

"It was only a tree," Kendall grumbled to herself after the call ended.

Ronnie happened to overhear her then, and he casually told her, "Young Mistress Kendall, that was dangerous behavior that you displayed on the road earlier. Things could have gone terribly wrong if anything had been slightly different than how they were."

"Fine, it was my fault. I know they are only worried about me. I shouldn't be complaining." She leaned back into the seat and continued ridiculing herself, "I even went on Google to refer to how other people write self-reflection essays."

All that she had to do later was to copy word by word.

After all, Dylan didn't say that she wasn't allowed to copy from Google.

…

Amelia had finished eating and had rested at Orapolis International Airport for a while before she sent Kendall a message to ask if she had arrived.

She also sent her location to Kendall for easy navigation.

Kendall, in turn, replied to her by saying that she would be there in 10 minutes.

After reading the message, Amelia looked at the time before typing, 'Drive slowly, Kendall. I am not in a hurry. You don't have to rush over. Be careful.'

Kendall responded by directly sending over a picture of Ronnie's side profile as he drove.

Amelia's eyes immediately shone like diamonds as soon as she saw the photo her best friend sent her. His side profile alone looks so good! she gasped. I am sure he is a total hottie from the front.

Amelia, who was of the same age as Kendall, had a hobby of admiring handsome men. Her interest would go up another level especially when she came across extremely good-looking men. Not only would she secretly take photos of them, she would print out the photos and decorate the walls of her boudoir like they were a nice view. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Kendall even teased Amelia about how her future husband would one day get so jealous if he were to enter her room and see all the photos of other men she used to decorate her room with.

Amelia was a petite woman with a delicate and beautiful face. Personality-wise, she was a lot like Kendall, and that was how they came to be good friends.

Knowing that Kendall wasn't the one driving, Amelia finally felt at ease as she called Kendall.

Right when Kendall picked up the call, Amelia squealed, "Is that a new family driver I am seeing, Kendall? Is he handsome? Goodness, he looks amazing from the side! One look at his photo and my world has been lit up."

Kendall then shifted her gaze to Ronnie's stoic face as he drove.

Dylan's bodyguards were all big and burly men, and Ronnie happened to be the best of them all. He might even be on the same level as Dylan in terms of appearance.

"Stop brushing me off, kiddo! Listen up—you are banned from driving from now on! I will tear your driver's license to shreds and break your legs if I ever find out that you are driving again."

Not only that, Ronnie was the best-looking one out of all the bodyguards.

But of course, Dylan was still the ultimate winner.

Dylan's face was one that men had a hard time competing against, and women fawned over.

"He is not employed by my family." Kendall smiled and continued, "I called for a Lyft. He is the driver I got."

The bodyguard who Dylan kept by his side was a cold and indifferent man. Kendall wouldn't want her friend to do anything that might offend him, in case she got hurt in return.

Hearing the young mistress he served call him a Lyft driver immediately made Ronnie's stern face turn stony. However, he didn't have any intention of correcting her.

Amelia was the daughter of the Taylor Family, after all.

On top of that, she was the kind of person whose eyes immediately twinkled with excitement as soon as she saw a good-looking man. Even if she wasn't actually a promiscuous person, she came off as one.

Ronnie would have to be a dumb guy to tell Amelia who he really was. He didn't want her to start sticking to him like a leech.

"A Lyft driver! Are all Lyft drivers nowadays so hot?! I will have to get a Lyft everytime I go out from now on. I can't be bothered to drive my own car."

Kendall let out a giggle after hearing her friend's words. "Sure, why not?" She went along with Amelia.

"Is he really a Lyft driver?"

Amelia wasn't one who was easily fooled.

"He is not my family driver. It is up to you whether to believe me or not."

Of course Amelia wouldn't have believed Kendall.

At any rate, the Parkers were a wealthy household. How could the daughter of the Parker Family ever use a Lyft?

"Where is your car, Kendall?"

"Someone got rid of the tires, so I couldn't come pick you up from the airport."

"Scoundrel actually did something as ridiculous as removing your car tyres?!" Amelia fumed.

"It wasn't Scoundrel. Mr. Crab was the one who did it."

There was no more fitting nickname for a man who went everywhere he wanted and did anything he pleased in Orapolis.

Seemingly in deep thought, Amelia only asked after a few seconds, "Which Mr. Crab are we talking about? Didn't you already catch him and make a steamed crab dish out of him?"

Kendall smiled at that. Indeed, she should have steamed her Mr. Crab and ate him up.

She then continued, "I will tell you next time. We have reached the airport, Amelia. I will go look for you after we get the car parked. Wait right there, okay?"

"Fine!" Amelia whined before unwillingly hanging up the call.

She hadn't even gotten her answer as to who this 'Mr. Crab' was. It was a blow to her ego for a local born and raised Orapolis resident to not know who it was!

However, Amelia's gloomy mood didn't last for long because she soon met the incredibly handsome 'Lyft driver' who had seduced her with only his side profile.

She wanted to take a photo of him from the front, print it out, and stick it on… Oh, no! My walls are already full of handsome men's photos! Amelia sobbed. I don't think I can make room for another one.