Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 585

After that, Kelly pulled out another bank card and handed it to Rosemi.

"What's this, Kelly? You've already given me a hundred thousand. There's no need to give me more. Use them on

my grandson." Rosemi couldn't help feeling Kelly's belly, mumbling, "This little one will be out soon after the New

Year. Who knows if I'll get to meet him?"

But still, Kelly shoved the bank card into Rosemi's hands. "There's some money in here, and the password is

Jackson's birthday. Keep it, Mrs. Whittle. Some things are best that others do if possible."

At the thought of her vengeance, she ultimately took the bank card and thanked the young woman with guilt.

"Thank you, Kelly, for still being willing to help us and also keeping Jackson's child. It was our fault for splitting you

and Jackson up for the sake of our family's future. You're the one Jackson has been in love with the whole time. He

has no feelings for Caddel at all. If his father hadn't forced him to marry her, he wouldn't be put behind bars either."

Rosemi's eyes turned red-rimmed with oncoming tears as she choked with sobs, "Is all of this destined?!"

Back then, for the sake of the Whittle Family's future, she agreed with her husband's decision and persuaded

Jackson to marry Krystal, thinking they could associate themselves with the Zorns through marriage. That way,

Jackson would benefit from it immensely.

Alas, the best-laid plans of mice and men often went awry.

"This isn't destined, Mrs. Whittle. I don't believe in destiny. This is human-induced." Kelly handed Rosemi a pack of

tissues from her bag, which the latter used to wipe her tears away. Rosemi then seethed, "Yes, it's human-induced.

This is all because of Kendall and Dylan. I might not be able to do anything to Master Dylan, but I can still do

something about that b*tch."

She would drag the Parkers into hell with her so that her grandchild could inherit their assets without any obstacles,

even if it was the last thing she did.

"It's getting very late, Kelly. You should go home. You need to rest as much as you can. Don't forget that you're still

working." Rosemi had Kelly leave first after fixing her composure.

"Please don't tell anyone apart from Mr. Whittle that we've met, Mrs. Whittle. Kendall has a lot of backers. Even the

Fords of Eastfort have her back, and they are best at gathering information. Who knows what schemes Kendall will

be devising once she finds out we have met?"

"I know," Rosemi promised. "Don't worry, I won't let anyone else know."

She wouldn't want Kelly to be involved in anything she would be doing now, for the young woman was conceiving

her grandchild.

The situation in the Whittle Family was bleak, and it was still unknown at this point how long Jackson would have to

serve his time in prison. But no matter how long, he could depend on Kelly after coming out. Even if the young

woman had a change of heart, she would certainly help him for the sake of their child.

Rosemi was a cunning one as well; she only agreed to get rid of Kendall for Kelly for the sake of her unborn

grandson.

"I'll be leaving then, Mrs. Whittle. Don't stay too long either. It's not safe here." Kelly left with peace of mind.

Rosemi, on the other hand, chucked the money and bank card into her car and drove away after watching Kelly

leave.

Both had thought their midnight rendezvous went undetected, but lo and behold, Dylan received the news soon

after the two left.

Kendall was already fast asleep, and Dylan ended the call right away after receiving it so as not to wake his beloved

wife up.

It wasn't until he sat down at the desk in the small study attached to his bedroom that he called the caller back.

"Master Dylan, Kelly and Mrs. Whittle met up outside a secluded suburb. We don't know what plans the two have

devised, but we saw Kelly giving Mrs. Whittle money. It's difficult for us to tell the amount given how far we were

from them."

After all, one had to be super cautious about spying, or they'd risk alerting the target.

"Keep watching. Let me know if there's any update," Dylan ordered.

Kelly would grow increasingly anxious when Kendall's position in the Parker Corporation became much stronger,

and once the former became anxious, she would certainly be up to no good.

Well, you have to admit that she's smart enough to use Rosemi.

After all, the latter loathed Kendall the most.

Plus, Kelly was conceiving Jackson's son. She only had to incite Rosemi a little, and the latter would do whatever

possible to harm Kendall.

"Make sure to secure the evidence. It'll come in handy when it's time for us to round everything up."

Dylan wouldn't use any shady means on Kelly as he knew justice had long arms. Even if he was powerful, he

wouldn't be able to keep the fact that he had murdered a secret forever, and he would eventually be punished by

the law.

As such, why should he sacrifice his life's freedom for someone like Kelly?

Hence, he would gather all evidence that pointed to Kelly's crimes to punish the young woman when it was time to

round things up, allowing him and his beloved wife to finally enjoy a happy, peaceful life.

"Don't worry, Boss. We have everything in hand."

Dylan hummed a response, then ended the call after giving a few other instructions.

However, he didn't return to bed immediately but sat at his desk silently for some time.

Kendall, on the other hand, was out cold, so she was oblivious to the fact that her beloved husband had been gone.

After gently climbing into the bed, Dylan turned to his side and gazed at his dear wife. Eventually, he let his heart

take control and leaned toward her face, pecking her cheeks and forehead ever so gently, afraid of waking her up.

Following that, he brushed his fingers across her face with gentleness and affection, outlining her features bit by bit,

engraving her into the depths of his heart.

Then, he brought his hand to her flat belly, where it was conceiving their fruit of love.

At that, he sat up and carefully pressed his face against her belly. Naturally, he sensed nothing.

She had just entered her first trimester, after all. He'd have to wait until the baby started moving to feel their

presence.

It was still far too early for that. But if he waited until New Year to feel Kendall's belly again, the baby would

eventually respond to him.

"Baby," Dylan cooed ever so softly. "Daddy loves you, Baby. Thank you for coming back to us. This time, I will do

everything to keep you and Mommy safe. I promise you that I will never let Mommy's nightmare come true."

His wife and daughter were his kryptonite, his weakness. He would make anyone who dared lay their fingers on

them pay—the Whittles and Zorns were the best examples.

Dylan spared no mercy in making the Whittles bankrupt. He thought he hadn't done enough and felt he should see

that the Whittles went into greater debt.

We are already in great debt, Master Dylan! Tom begged. Please spare us!