Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 28

Dylan didn't sleep well because of that dream, causing him to be in a bad mood when he woke up the

next day.

After Kendall noticed his bad mood, she sensibly avoided him whenever he wasn't looking for her so

that he wouldn't take his anger out on her. Yet, she was curious about who had angered him so early in

the morning.

Meanwhile, Dylan didn't mess with Kendall that morning. He had breakfast at his usual spot and

prepared to head to the company with his group of bodyguards.

"Dylan."

After the bodyguards helped Dylan into the car, Kendall came running with a small box in her hand.

She stopped in front of Dylan's car and knocked on the window.

It took two minutes for Dylan to roll down the window and ask with a tense expression, "What's the

matter?"

She gave him the small box, but instead of receiving it, Dylan raised his eyebrow at her.

"Dylan, this is the present I prepared for you. Didn't you say you wanted me to give you a gift every day

starting today?"

She stuffed the box in his hand and advised, "You can open it once you're at the company, but don't

throw it. I made it myself. It's not something valuable, but it's the meaning that matters."

Pursing his lips, Dylan didn't speak, but he didn't throw the small box out the window either. The car

drove away once he closed the window.

It took half an hour to get from the Coleman Mansion to Coleman Empire Holdings. The company

building had 68 floors and was like the most astonishing pearl of Orapolis' business industry.

Those who were able to work at Coleman Empire Holdings were elites among the elites. Although the

company's president was a cold man with few words and was hard to get along with, Coleman Empire

Holdings had great benefits and a bigger chance for promotion.

Many who tried their best to enter Coleman Empire Holdings had also dreamed of gaining Dylan's

attention, because that meant they would have a promising future.

The president's office was located on the highest level of the building, which was the sixty-eighth floor.

Besides Dylan and his team of secretaries, there weren't any higher ups occupying that floor, which led

to the other employees of Coleman Empire Holdings believing that this floor was unreachable. Many of

them had worked here for years but had never met Dylan in person.

When Dylan arrived in his office, the coffee his secretary had prepared was at just the right drinkable

temperature.

Dylan placed Kendall's gift box on the table. He then picked up his coffee cup and elegantly drank his

coffee. Once he drank half of his coffee, he placed his cup on the table to take the box instead of going

straight into working mode.

At that point, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Dylan answered while unwrapping the box.

The office door was pushed open to reveal a man about the same age as Dylan, who was holding a

stack of files. After the man placed the files on Dylan's table, he plopped down on the chair and

explained, "President Coleman, these are the important documents you need to deal with personally."

However, Dylan ignored him and continued to unwrap his gift.

He was curious about what kind of gift that Kendall prepared.

When Toddy Heller noticed that his boss wasn't paying attention to him, he rose to his feet to see Dylan

unwrapping a gift, so he asked, "President Coleman, who gave you this gift? That person must be very

courageous to send you a gift."

What made Toddy even more surprised was that Dylan had accepted the gift.

Toddy had been with Dylan for seven to eight years and even accompanied him to secure and expand

his assets, so he was both an employee and friend to Dylan and knew the man's character.

However, Dylan still ignored Toddy.

As he unwrapped the box Kendall gave him, he couldn't help but quibble about how sneaky she was

because he found several other smaller boxes inside. When he finally unwrapped all the boxes, he saw

that Kendall's gift was two little mice, or to be exact, two cotton mice.

It was two small pouches in the shape of a mouse filled with cotton, and Kendall made them even more

like mice by adding a few more details.

"Who gave you these?" asked Toddy. He found it funny that the person who gave Dylan the gift would

think of giving him two cotton mice. Although they were delicately made and looked identical, they

didn't have much value, and he dared say that these little things would cost little to none on eBay.

To think that someone had given Dylan, who had a net worth of over billions, such a gift…

A still silent Dylan squeezed the two mice without knowing that there was a small speaker inside. When

he squeezed them, the mice started squeaking and Toddy began to laugh.

"Get out if you're going to continue laughing!"

Toddy quickly covered his mouth.

"Alright, alright. I won't laugh anymore. By the way, who gave you these? The workmanship on these is

so good that they look very realistic, despite it not being able to run around." Just as Toddy was about

to take one from Dylan's hand, Dylan slapped the man's hand away. "President Coleman?"

Toddy looked at his boss and good friend in shock as he grumbled to himself, What's so special about

these mice for him to be so stingy? No, that's not it. Why is he so careful with them that I can't even

touch them? Who gave them to Dylan?

As Toddy thought about it, he felt that Dylan was having a love affair, but he couldn't figure out who it

might be.

Leaning back, Dylan rested against his office chair with his unfinished coffee in one hand and the two

mice in his other. He occasionally squeezed the two mice as he drank his coffee, and their squeaks

filled the entire office.

He never thought that Kendall would give him such things as a gift. Did she make them herself?

According to the information he found, she used to own an arts education center, so she was both

talented and creative. In her words, her gift wasn't anything valuable, but its value was in its meaning.

Also, judging by its look, the quality was great.

Dylan was initially in a bad mood from not getting any sleep last night but now, he was in a much better

mood.

Meanwhile, Toddy was staring at Dylan.

Watching the scene unfold before him, Toddy was sure Dylan was in a love affair because the latter

was almost smiling.

Once Dylan finished his coffee and placed the cup back on the table, he suddenly noticed Toddy

staring at him, so he frowned while asking, "Why are you still here?"

Toddy replied, "Didn't you see that I was sitting here all along?" Then, he stated, "I'll leave after you

finish signing those documents."

With pursed lips, Dylan placed the two mice on his table and made the stuffed animals face him.

Is he planning to see the mice whenever he raises his head after growing tired from work? Toddy

wondered.

Picking up his pen and one of the documents, Dylan looked through them and asked Toddy a few

questions before signing.

"Help me inform Terence to call me at 11.30 AM. I need him to help me with something."

"Isn't your hair still short? Why are you looking for Terence?" Toddy asked while he looked at Dylan's

hair.

Terence Luther was a famous hairstylist in Orapolis, as well as Dylan's private hair stylist.

"Toddy, you're being quite long-tongued today. Would you like me to help you cut some off?"

Upon hearing that, Toddy quickly covered his mouth. "Thank you, but no."

"In that case, shut up and do whatever I ask you to do. Remember, I am your boss when you're inside

the company, and you should unconditionally obey my orders."

Once Dylan said that, Toddy's expression became serious.