"Ms. Taylor, you secretly photographed me last time..."
"I'm sorry, President Mendelson. That was my fault. All the photos have been deleted, all of its hard copies have been taken away by you, and I've formally apologized to you as well."
Amelia was implying that this matter had concluded and that she wanted Frank to close this chapter.
Furthermore, she never told anyone that he falsely imprisoned her for a day and a night, and she never sued him for it. Hence, he better stop pushing her boundaries or she would bring him to court one day.
"I believe what you did was insufficient, Ms. Taylor."
Amelia pursed her lips when she heard that. How shameless he is!
With his shameless attitude, it was no surprise that he was the head of the Mendelson Family.
Kendall, on the other hand, did not think it was appropriate to intervene in Amelia and Frank's dispute. She could only hold Amelia's hand in hers, assuring her that Frank would not harm her in broad daylight and that she did not need to be afraid.
"What else do you want me to do then, President Mendelson?"
Hearing that, Frank curved his lips and locked his alluring gaze on Amelia.
Amelia had little experience in dealing with men. Frank's stare made her heart race, and she began to fear that she would die from an abnormal heart rate if he kept staring at her like this.
"At the very least, Ms. Taylor, you should treat me to a meal."
Amelia's mouth opened wide in shock.
Frank wants me to treat him to a meal?
How can I be able to eat anything with Frank sitting at the same table?!
"Why are you so silent, Ms. Taylor? Are you not willing to?
"Well… Can we make it another day?"
Amelia did not dare to turn him down.
Frank chuckled as he countered, "Why do we need another day? Fate has made a decision for us since we happen to meet here today. This is my first time here, and since you come here frequently, you can treat me to a meal now so I can see if their food is up to par."
Amelia was at a loss for words after hearing what he said.
She looked helplessly at Kendall.
"Amy, I suddenly remember that I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I won't be able to join you for lunch."
Kendall was astute enough to not stand in between Frank and Amelia. Frank was a petty man, and he was clearly not going to let Amelia off today. He would pester her until he had the meal.
And Kendall knew how good his pestering skills were.
After she finished her sentence, she turned to Ronnie and said, "Let's go, Ronnie."
Then, she turned around and left right away.
Frank would not do anything to Amelia now.
Hence, she felt at ease leaving her with him.
"Be careful on your way back, Kendall…" Amelia was embarrassed and heaved a sigh of relief when Kendall left.
Amelia knew Frank was here because of Kendall. Now that Kendall had left, Amelia had nothing to worry about.
Both Kendall and Amelia did not expect that Frank would suddenly appear to have a meal with Kendall. However, his plan backfired, causing Kendall to leave instead.
Frank wanted to stop Kendall from leaving, but his words did not leave him in the end.
As a result, he could only stare blankly as Kendall got into Ronnie's car and left.
Kendall was immersed in her thoughts on their way home. After a while, she asked, "Ronnie, do you know anyone who is following me?"
"Aside from the private investigator Mrs. Coleman previously hired, no one else is trailing you."
That stunned Kendall. "Why did Mrs. Coleman hire a private investigator to follow me?"
"I've no idea about that, Young Mistress Kendall."
Ronnie only knew that Mrs. Coleman had done that before, but it was eventually resolved without Kendall knowing. Dylan most likely did not tell Kendall as well.
"Young Mistress Kendall, are you suspecting that President Mendelson has someone following you?"
Kendall hummed in agreement. "We've met each other a number of times. It's impossible for all of that to be mere coincidences. I believe he may have arranged for someone to keep a close eye on my whereabouts."
"But I'm sure he didn't send someone to follow you."
Bodyguards like Ronnie had their sources of information. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get Dylan all kinds of news.
And, according to his knowledge, Frank did not hire anyone to follow Kendall.
After some thought, Kendall responded, "Perhaps Amelia is the one he sent his men to follow?"
Amelia and Kendall were close friends who met frequently. Thus, following Amelia would result in a chance encounter with Kendall as well.
"I don't know about this. Our responsibility is to protect our Young Master, and now, with the addition of you, Young Mistress Kendall."
Since they realized how much Dylan cared about Kendall, all of the bodyguards had automatically added matters concerning Kendall to their responsibilities.
"Ronnie, from where did you get your information?"
In her previous life, she was trapped in the Whittle's Residence and had no idea what was going on outside. This was why she seemed to know nothing after being reincarnated.
But she was aware that Dylan was particularly well-informed. He could find out anything that he wanted to.
"We have a lot of sources, Young Mistress Kendall. Simply tell us what you want to know, and we'll take care of the rest."
"Is there anyone who dares to trail Frank?"
Ronnie fell into silence when he heard that. "Aside from those under our Young Master's instruction, I don't think anyone else would dare to do so," he replied after a brief pause.
Kendall understood that as well when she thought of Frank's obstinacy. "Okay, I get it."
She then decided to talk to Dylan about it. After all, she needed to use his men. Though she could now use his bodyguards, she still felt the need to discuss with him.
"Do you want to dine at Young Master Yoseph's place, Young Mistress Kendall?"
"That's not necessary. Just simply find me a restaurant."
Jane was back in the country now. Given the Morris Family's relationship with the Colemans, Tilly would definitely invite them over for a meal with Dylan. Tilly had never liked Kendall, so the latter decided not to interrupt them.
"A restaurant near my workplace serves delicious food. Ronnie, let's go there."
"Sure."
Ronnie didn't mind what food they would be having since his main responsibility was to protect Kendall.
"Young Mistress Kendall, can I request your help on something?"
"Sure. What's that?"
"Please tell Ms. Taylor to not secretly photograph me again."
That made Kendall laugh.
"Why, Ronnie? You're handsome. That's one of the few things Amelia enjoys doing, so please allow her to take more photos of you for my sake.
Hearing that, Ronnie was at a loss for words.
"The rest of them, including Randy, are also attractive! Dylan is really broad-minded enough to have such good-looking bodyguards. Isn't he afraid that he'll pale in comparison to the rest of you? Amelia treats you all like treasures. Since she isn't going to do anything to you, just let her take some photos for her own keeping.
Ronnie was speechless with all that Kendall had said.
But he was relieved to know that even the other bodyguards couldn't get away from Amelia's clutches.
After all, that was better than him suffering alone.
"Next time, I'll tell Amelia to take the photos openly. But then again, if she does it openly, you all will have the same solemn expression. It's easy to get tired of it. On the other hand, taking photos without your knowledge would capture a lot of natural expressions that are beautiful in different ways from different angles."
Hearing that made Ronnie feel awkward. With a stiffened expression, he muttered, "Young Mistress Kendall, I'm a man. Please do not describe a man as beautiful."
"Fine. I'll use handsome, then!" Kendall smilingly responded.
Forget it, Ronnie thought, and ended the conversation.
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