Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 543

Kendall smiled faintly. "Thank you for offering, Mr. Read, but I'm used to doing things myself."

"You're the most independent woman I've ever met, Ms. Parker. It's hard for others to show their concern and

consideration for you."

"I did grow up in a small town."

John smiled. He didn't say anything else.

Kendall wanted to sign the contract with Good-Trust Electronics as soon as possible whereas John wanted her to fall

in love with him as soon as possible. As it was, he was on the offense as he tried to drag things out while she played

defense by keeping her guard up against him.

No one made any progress.

During the ride to the restaurant, Kendall did say that there was no reason to stubbornly try to close the deal with a

difficult client. Parker Corporation was an established company that had been in Orapolis for many years now. Their

business had always been doing well. Moreover, they had a deal with one of Coleman Empire Holdings' subsidiaries,

along with the deal that Mendelson Group insisted on signing with them.

Therefore, Parker Corporation didn't need to sign this contract.

It was quite likely that Kendall was only willing to deal with John because she wanted to gain more experience and

produce some results.

Naturally, if he continued dragging things out the way he did now, Kendall could easily set her eyes on a different

company. All she wanted was to prove herself to the veterans in the company. She didn't need to work with Good-

Trust Electronics to do so.

John understood the situation perfectly well.

She's not as easily won over as Kelly said she is.

Perhaps it was because Kendall had Dylan. No matter how remarkable and accomplished John was, he couldn't

compete against Dylan.

John decided against following Kelly's suggestions. He decided to focus on closing the deal with Kendall first. Once

the companies signed the contract, he would have more chances to interact with Kendall. Who knows? Maybe she'll

fall in love with me someday.

…

At Mendelson Residence.

Amelia had a blast when Frank wasn't around.

Desmond treated her as if she was the lady of the house and would do his best to satisfy all her needs, from food to

entertainment.

She was sitting on the couch eating the snacks Desmond brought her. Desmond claimed that Frank had bought the

snacks but didn't eat them. No one else did either and it would be a waste to throw everything away, so he asked

for her help to finish them off.

A zombie movie, one of Amelia's favorite movie genres, was playing on the television. This one featured Woody

Harrelson.

Both Amelia and Kendall enjoyed watching Woody Harrelson's movies as he was often quite comical.

"Oh, dear!"

Desmond came over and sighed.

Amelia looked at him and asked, "Why are you sighing, Mr. Desmond? Is something troubling you? Why don't you

tell me about it? I might be able to help you."

Desmond sighed again. "Mr. Mendelson left the house on an empty stomach this morning. I just called Joshua and

he told me that Mr. Mendelson is still busy working. It seems as if he doesn't plan on having his lunch either. The

rest of them are too afraid to try and convince him. They wouldn't be able to anyway. Mr. Mendelson made a trip to

Coleman Empire Holdings before he went to the office. I'm sure he must've fought with Master Dylan. I think Mr.

Mendelson must've been so infuriated by Master Dylan that he got an upset stomach and lost all his appetite. He

has been having a hard time lately and has become so skinny now. I've known him ever since he was a baby. It

pains me to see him like this, but I can't do anything about it."

Desmond kept sighing as he secretly spied to see Amelia's reaction.

Amelia froze briefly before carrying on as usual. She kept munching on the snacks that Frank bought but didn't eat.

Why didn't he eat them? They're so good! Why did he buy them if he wasn't planning on eating them?

She couldn't be bothered to figure him out. That unfathomable man.

"He's a grown man in his early thirties, Mr. Desmond. He's not a three-year-old. Even three-year-olds know how to

tell an adult when they're hungry or thirsty. If he's not eating, then it means he's not hungry and doesn't want to

eat. You don't need to worry so much. You age faster if you worry too much, you know."

Desmond was speechless, but he still had to try. "I'm sure Mr. Mendelson will listen to you, Ms. Taylor. Why don't you

bring some food over to him?"

"I'm not doing it."

Amelia refused at once. "He doesn't listen to me anyway. I'm like his mortal enemy. He can't stand letting a day go

by without messing with me in some way."

"But if Mr. Mendelson doesn't eat, his blood sugar level will drop. What if he faints at his desk and no one finds out?

What if something bad happens because of this? You're in his employment now, Ms. Taylor. He pays your salary.

What if something happens to him and you don't get paid? You would've wasted all your time with nothing to show

for it, right?"

Amelia did not know how to react.

"I know you don't have a good impression of Mr. Mendelson, Ms. Taylor. I'm sure there are times when you wish he

was gone, but seeing as how Mr. Mendelson treats you well every now and then, are you really willing to watch him

die of hunger?"

After a pause, Amelia said, "Relax. He values his life very much. He won't starve himself to death. If he does, then

considering the fact that he occasionally treats me well, I'm willing to call…"

Amelia didn't finish her less-than-pleasant sentence.

Desmond was used to hearing these things. In fact, he was surprised to see that Amelia didn't finish her sentence.

After mulling it over, he was secretly pleased.

Ms. Taylor's attitude toward Mr. Mendelson is beginning to soften.

This is good news!

"Ms. Taylor, Mr. Mendelson is having a hard time right now. He's not eating but he still has to work. His body will

crash under this kind of pressure."

Amelia recalled the anguish Frank felt when Kendall came by a while back. Her heart twisted up as well.

"Pack the food, Mr. Desmond. I'll make the exception just this once and bring some food over to him."

In the end, Amelia wasn't cruel enough to stand by and let Frank starve.

Desmond grinned and said, "Everything's all prepared. I'll arrange for someone to bring you over right away. Don't

worry. I'll tell Mr. Mendelson to give you a bonus for making the trip."

Amelia chuckled. "You make it sound as if all I think about is money."

She had a few million in her bank account so she was a millionaire herself.

Naturally, she was still relatively poor when compared to people like Frank.

"You're not greedy for money and you don't lack it either, Ms. Taylor, but Mr. Mendelson has too much money on his

hands without a place to spend them. You're a good person, Ms. Taylor, so you should help Mr. Mendelson out by

letting him spend more money. The more money he spends, the more motivated he is to earn even more."

Once Ms. Taylor becomes the lady of the house, she can stay at home and focus on nurturing the family, while Mr.

Mendelson continues to be the breadwinner. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Amelia chose to ignore what Desmond said.

She knew he was an expert in buttering her up.

Desmond then brought four lunchboxes out of the kitchen.

"There's so much food! Frank isn't someone with a big appetite. I don't think he can finish all of this," Amelia said.

Whenever she ate with Frank, she was always the one who ate more.

"Mr. Mendelson won't have much of an appetite if he eats by himself. You'll have to eat with him too, Ms. Taylor.

Remember to eat with relish. That way, Mr. Mendelson's appetite will improve as well."

"But I've already eaten."

Her meal was followed by a lot of snacks too. She couldn't fit anything else into her stomach.

"It's fine, Ms. Taylor. I'm sure Mr. Mendelson's appetite will improve just by having you seated across from him."

A beautiful dining companion works wonders.

Amelia grabbed the lunchboxes from Desmond and left.

She didn't want to stick around for any more of Desmond's nonsense.