Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 32

Kendall withdrew her gaze and explained, "Daddy, I think Mommy is right. We shouldn't trouble Dylan with our family matters. I only need your approval to work in our family company."

Previously, Dylan had mentioned that Kelly would still see her as the enemy regardless of whether she wanted to fight over their parents' inheritance. As long as she was Charlotte's and Adam's biological daughter, she would be a threat to Kelly.

As she thought about it, she figured Dylan would support Kendall's decision to enter Parker Corporation, as joining the company meant she was competing against Kelly.

Adam glared at his daughter while trying not to mention the Colemans' house rules because his wife and Kelly were sitting beside him.

"Let's talk about this later," he replied while deciding to still ask for Dylan's opinion before letting Kendall enter the company to avoid her and Dylan having an argument about this.

"Adam…"

"Mommy, let's listen to Daddy."

Kendall squeezed her mother's hand gently as she alluded to her mother not going against her father on this matter.

On the other hand, Kelly secretly sighed as she needed to think of a way to stop Kendall from joining

the company. Although her parents still trusted Kelly, she wasn't their biological daughter after all. They would exercise all efforts into training Kendall to take over the company instead if Kendall joined the company. Until then, what would there be left for her?

Since a long time ago, Kelly had decided that everything in the Parker Family was hers, so she wouldn't allow Kendall to take away what was supposed to be hers.

Ring, ring, ring…

It was Kendall's phone that suddenly rang, and when she took out her phone to take a look, her expression turned solemn.

"What's the matter?" asked Charlotte.

"Mommy, I need to take this call outside." Kendall didn't tell her parents that it was a call from Dylan.

"Okay," answered Adam.

Meanwhile, Kelly felt that her father had changed since he personally sent Dylan and Kendall out of their home yesterday. As a result, she was curious about what Dylan had said to her father.

Kendall didn't care what the others inside the president's office were thinking as she left the office and headed to the visitor's lounge and away from Adam's secretary before picking up the call.

"Are you a tortoise? Why are you so slow in answering the call? I'm a busy man, and you've wasted my time, so you need to compensate me."

Once she picked up the call, she was bombarded with Dylan's lecture.

She patiently waited until he finished his lecture before she said softly, "Dylan, you're so fierce that my heart has almost skipped a beat, so you need to compensate for my emotional distress too." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

While his grip on the phone tightened, his emotionless face cracked a little to show the hint of disbelief underneath, and he couldn't help but applaud her tolerance. She could still joke with him no matter how bad his attitude was, so he couldn't stop wondering whether she meant it when she said she didn't regret marrying him.

"Dylan, did you miss me?" Kendall smiled sweetly. "You called me twice within an hour, so you must have missed me. I'm still at my family's company, so how about I visit you when I leave?"

Right then, Dylan wanted to retort that he didn't miss her, but when the words were about to escape from his mouth, he felt bad and swallowed his words. Her sweet and attractive voice made him feel better, and he wouldn't stop such things that made him happy from happening.

"You need to head home for lunch." He spoke in a deep voice, "I've arranged for a hairstylist to do your hair. It's Terence Luter, so don't make him wait for you."

The hairstylist Dylan invited was Terence Luther!

Kendall knew who he was. He was a famous hairstylist in Orapolis, and many people had to make their bookings in advance just to get a chance with a hairstylist of his caliber to do their hair.

In her previous life, she also wanted Terence to help her do her hair, but she couldn't get an

appointment with him as several prominent people of Orapolis were lined up in front of her. Moreover, she was the unfavored young mistress of the Whittle Family, so how would someone like Terence pay attention to her?

However, there was no need to make any appointments in this lifetime because Dylan had arranged for Terence to come over and do her hair.

After she personally experienced the benefits of riding Dylan's coattails, she was full of smiles. Her laughter was transported through the phone and into his ears, reminding him of her sly smile when they received their marriage certificates. It was then that he realized that his wife seemed to love smiling.

"When will Mr. Luther be arriving?"

"12.30PM, so you must be home by noon."

As she looked at the time, Kendall suggested, "Can't I arrive home before 12.30PM? My dad is bringing me to Dynasty Hotel for lunch. It's said to be Orapolis' seven-starred hotel."

This was her second lifetime, but no one had ever brought her to Dynasty Hotel for a meal.

As she thought about it, she had failed as an heiress of the Parkers.

Dylan could hear the unwillingness in her voice and softened his tone. "If you make me happy, I can let you eat at Dynasty Hotel's restaurant, live in their most luxurious room, and enjoy their best service every day."

After that, Kendall commented, "That's right! How could I forget that your family owns Dynasty Hotel?

By the way, do you like the two little mice? I'll give you a pair of cows once you come home in the afternoon. I even know how to make horoscopes."

As Dylan's lips began to curl upward, he used his hands to press them down again to suppress the happiness that was growing inside him.

"Stingy woman!" he protested softly. She was giving me such tiny things as gifts.

"The value is in its meaning, and it is all handmade. I won't give it to anyone, even if they asked me for it."

Now that he was happy with her answer, Dylan asked, "Besides making horoscopes, can you make human characters?"

"Of course, I can, but making human characters isn't as easy as making animals, and they require a long time and a lot of materials."

Once she finished her words, Kendall suddenly felt that something wasn't right. He wouldn't ask me to make a series of plush toys based on him, right? she asked herself.

"Oh, so you know how to make human characters. Then, how about—"

Kendall was quick to react. Despite secretly complaining that he was a sly fox, she flattered him while suggesting, "Dylan, I can make plush toys for you if you like me to. But I'm not very familiar with your appearance, so you might need to squeeze in some time for me to have a good look at you before I can make a replica of you."

At that moment, Dylan's lips curled again as he warned, "Kendall, I'm starting to think that you're flirting with me."

"So what if I am? Did I succeed?" He couldn't even perform his duties, so it was fruitless even if she was flirting with him.

The next moment, she heard his cold command. "Get home now!"

"Didn't you say before noon? So, it's still early," reasoned Kendall.

"Can you walk all the way back to my residence? If you can't, then you better head back now. I'll cut off all your hair if you're still late after I've given you sufficient time to get home."

"You chameleon!" she scolded in anger.

"What did you just call me?"

When she heard Dylan's voice growing sterner, she immediately became a coward and changed her comment. "I said you're very handsome, and my love for you is like the rolling sea, never-ending."

"Kendall." The couple's conversation was suddenly interrupted by Jackson's voice.

Kendall turned her head and saw him carrying a bouquet while striding toward her. He ignored Adam's secretary while the secretary didn't even try to stop him.

Meanwhile, Dylan heard Jackson's voice from her end of the phone and angrily hung up.

"Dylan… You hung up on me again! Just you wait. It will be my turn to hang up on you someday!"

As she mumbled, she stuck her phone back into her pocket before turning to face the approaching man.