Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 332

"You're my guest, so there's no need to make yourself sound so shameless. Then again, you are pretty shameless.

To think Master Dylan can tolerate you." Yasmine shook her head and clicked her tongue. "What a phenomenon."

"In that case, don't forget to pay your viewing fees."

Yasmine chuckled in exasperation and said, "You're already the young mistress of the Coleman Family, Kendall, not

the country girl who couldn't even fish out half a million. Can you not act like you're cash-strapped?"

"But it makes me happy to see that I can cheat you of your money."

Rendered speechless, Yasmine gave up bickering with Kendall seeing that she couldn't outmatch the woman's sharp

tongue.

With that, she handed Kendall the L.E. Boutique shopping bags and said with exasperation when the latter didn't

take them from her. "Look, no matter how much money I have, I will never give you any pieces of clothing Laura

designed herself. These are the clothes Master Dylan had asked her to design for you. She happened to have

gotten two done when I went over to hers, so she asked me to hand them to you. I should see to the end when I've

given her my promise. It'll make my errand easier if you accept them."

It was only then that Kendall took the bags from her and checked the clothes out. They were indeed the two among

the forty sets of clothing Laura had designed for her.

"You're currently working, aren't you? I won't take up any more of your time then."

At that, Kendall set the clothes on the chair beside her and smiled. "What's the point of saying this if you're still

taking up my time when you clearly know I'm working? Since I've come to meet you, I should at least make it

worthwhile by finishing the coffee and dessert while pissing you off while I'm at it, no?"

Yasmine turned grimly in response.

This woman really knew how to enrage her, and Kendall could stir up her anger with just a few words.

"Drink. Finish your coffee. See if you can fall asleep tonight," Yasmin snapped exasperatedly. "Go ahead, finish these

desserts and gain ten pounds."

Kendall chuckled in response. "Coffee in the morning won't affect my slumber at night. Also, I told you that I don't

gain weight no matter how I eat. How about you order another ten pounds of dessert, and let's see if I'll be able to

gain the ten pounds?"

Yasmine fell speechless for a moment. "You're a natural beauty, Kendall. Don't ruin what the heavens have given

you."

It sounded like she was a little disappointed in Kendall.

"Thank you, I'm flattered!"

"You're my guest, so there's no need to make yourself sound so shameless. Then again, you are pretty shameless.

To think Master Dylan can tolerate you." Yasmine shook her head and clicked her tongue. "What a phenomenon."

Yasmine wanted to flip out, but she knew she shouldn't, so she just went to pay the bill instead.

She didn't even want to return to their table after paying the bill, so she just bid Kendall farewell from afar. "See

you."

No, see her never, or she'd only be pissed off again. Once she was pissed off, she'd let her anger get the better of

her, then she'd give Kendall a hard time. Yet, she couldn't outmatch the woman verbally or physically. There was

really nothing she could do about that woman.

"Sure, see you next sixth," said Kendall aloud as she waved Yasmine goodbye with a smile, making the latter want

to pounce at Kendall and reclaim the invitation.

Yasmine swore she must've slammed her head against a brick to decide to give Kendall an invitation to her party.

With that, she walked out of the cafe in exasperation.

Once she left, Kendall stopped eating. Any more, and she could forget about her lunch.

As soon as she came out of R&R Cafe, she got a call from Dylan. "Yasmine went looking for you?"

"She did. You're pretty well-informed, great Master Dylan. She just left."

"What does she want?" Dylan asked gravely. "Did she do anything to you?"

"Does the great Master Dylan think his wife is a damsel in distress? Yasmine's just a defenseless woman. Do you

think she actually has anything on me?" Kendall chuckled as she walked. "Relax, I'm okay. She just treated me to

some coffee and dessert. She also passed me the clothes Laura asked her to bring over while she was at it."

Dylan fell silent.

Yasmine wasn't someone easy to get along with, and her submissive friends would sometimes suffer from her

bullying as well.

Then again, Kendall was right. She had training in martial arts, so Yasmine had nothing on her.

"She might have other intentions, though—like creating an illusion that she and I have buried the hatchet and

showing you that she means no harm so as to lessen Zorn Holdings' burden."

Admiration laced Dylan's eyes upon hearing Kendall say so. It was precisely because he knew someone was

covertly taking pictures of her entire meeting with Yasmine that he called her.

"You've also figured something's up, huh? That's my girl. Your IQ has increased pretty significantly after spending

some time with me."

"Excuse you. I'm not an idiot, to begin with," Kendall retorted.

"You're cuter when you're not so shrewd. Too capable, and your hubby's practically useless," Dylan argued.

Kendall's eyes glimmered in response.