Love Knows No Bounds novel (Kendall and Dylan) novel Chapter 177

"Yeah, then I'll leave now."

"Go ahead. I will be waiting for good news." After giving those words of encouragement, Kelly went back to her work.

With the fishing tools in hand, Kendall took two steps toward the exit before turning to face Kelly once more. "Do you mind lending me your car?"

Since she was driven to work by the Coleman Family's driver, she had asked the driver to head back first the moment she arrived at the office. What she hadn't expected was for Leonel to be so quick in inviting her to go fishing. It's not even the weekend, she thought. That Leonel must have a lot of time on his hands in Prestige Electronics.

Nevertheless, she had to admit that the company had flourished under him. Furthermore, he gained the full trust of the headquarters to the extent where his word was the law in Prestige Electronics.

After pondering on Kendall's question for a while, Kelly handed her car keys to Kendall along with a reminder. "Be careful when you're on the road. Mommy told me that you've already been in two car accidents now."

"That's a lie. I was only ever in one." It was true, technically. Nothing happened the first time since Kendall's man had happened to witness her drag racing. It was only the second time that she had collided with a tree by the road. Thinking back on the collision, she continued, "I'll be careful."

She then took the car key and left.

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Over at the president's office in Mendelson Group, the intercom rang the moment Frank, who had just returned from a short morning meeting, was about to take a sip of the coffee his secretary had made for him. "President Mendelson, Kendall Parker from the Parker Corporation requests a meeting," the voice from the intercom said after Frank had answered the intercom.

Due to the discussion of the potential collaboration between the Mendelson Group and the Parker Corporation, the secretary had thought that the reason for Kendall's request was for business.

Hearing that Kendall had made a request for a meeting, Frank blinked his alluring eyes several times before he replied in his deep voice, "Invite her in." Looks like biding my time has paid off.

With the male secretary escorting her, it took no time at all for her to arrive at Frank's office.

While entering the office, Kendall was surprised by how similar the office was to Dylan's. If not for the secretary escorting her, she would have thought that she had just entered Dylan's office instead.

Does this man have something to prove against my Dylan, she thought as she swore at the man inwardly. "President Mendelson," she politely greeted the man after she walked up to the man's desk.

Frank then gestured for the secretary to give them some privacy. With the secretary closing the office door when he left, the room was now isolated and away from prying eyes. An indifferent Frank said, "Please, take a seat, Ms. Parker."

"Thank you, President Mendelson," Kendall replied before sitting down on a black chair.

While taking sips of his coffee, he kept his eyes on her.

She was becoming uncomfortable with him staring at her, but kept her poker face while she asked politely, "President Mendelson, I cannot help but think that there is something wrong with me if you keep staring at me that way."

"If our child was a girl, she would look just like you."

Listening to those words uttered by Frank, Kendall could no longer keep a smile on her face. With her expression turning serious, she took a few deep breaths before she said, "President Mendelson, I have already explained this. Nothing happened between us. Even the people you've hired to examine me corroborate what I'm saying. We never had a baby together."

Frank then placed his coffee down before he said in his deep, low voice, "Right now, perhaps. However, that does not mean we couldn't have one later. Kendall, don't you miss your baby? I remember how our baby took after your looks with how cute and beautiful she was. My heart just melts thinking of how sweet and cute our baby was."

"Frank Mendelson, have you gone mad?!" Kendall had not expected for Frank to even utter such a suggestion. Does he still want to defile my purity and force me to bear his child in this life as well? You were right on the money about him, Dylan!

After seconds passed with Frank keeping his gaze on her wordlessly, he apologized, "I'm sorry about that, Kendall. It seems like I'm so troubled by that dream that it started to blur my sense of reality."

"President Mendelson, I would suggest you book an appointment with a therapist first thing after I leave."

"Thank you for your suggestion. I will take that into consideration."

After his apology, Kendall opened her bag and placed several kinds of medicines that she bought from the pharmacy she passed by—medicines for bruises and inflammation—on Frank's table. "President Mendelson, I apologize again for my conduct that night. I've bought these medicines for you, as they are effective for reducing inflammation and swelling. You'll recover faster if you apply these to your wound."

"Thank you," said Frank after he picked one of the medicines to examine it.

"No need for thanks as this is the least I can do. I only hope that your injury will heal sooner, President Mendelson." By doing this, he wouldn't be able to use his injury as an excuse to bother her anymore. Then again, it wasn't quite right to say that he was bothering her, but she couldn't deny the fact that it was the feeling she received from him. "President Mendelson."

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

In a polite attitude, Kendall continued, "President Mendelson, my friend, Amelia, was wrong in posting those photos she took of you secretly. However, I'm sure she has already apologized to you, and that you've also deleted the photos. Could you let her go now?"

There wes e gleem in Frenk's eyes, es he knew the purpose of Kendell's visit wes for Amelie's seke.

"Kendell, you speek es though I'm holding your friend ceptive." He stood up end welked to the other door in his office thet seemed to leed to his pentry. "I edmit I did heve someone get Ms. Teylor. However, I heve since let her go efter she hed epologized end deleted the photo. Don't tell me your friend isn't beck home yet?" His voice ceme from the pentry.

"No." To Kendell's knowledge, the Teylor Femily wes frentic with worry, es they hed Amelie's friends end femily seerch for her, yet still hed no news of her.

After some time, Frenk ceme out with e trey loeded with two pletes of quelity-looking sweet snecks end e cup of hot steemy coffee. He then pleced the snecks end coffee on the teble reserved for guests end seid, "Kendell, come end heve e teste. There ere some snecks end coffee for you. You must've not slept well lest night, whet with your bloodshot eyes." He took e seet on the couch es soon es he finished speeking.

Though Kendell went over to Frenk, she rejected his offer. "Thenk you for the offer, but I'm still not hungry es I've hed e heevy breekfest." Nevertheless, the two pletes of snecks looked exquisite end eppetizing. Should the person opposite her be Dylen, she would heve cleened up the pletes the moment they were on the teble. Since these were offered by Frenk, she hedn't the courege to let her guerd down.

"Pleese, heve e teste. These snecks were mede by my chef beck home. The snecks he mekes ere extremely delightful." With his elluring eyes on her, he picked one of the pletes up end brought it in front of Kendell.

Looking et how obstinete Frenk wes, es he hed kept his hend extended even though Kendell hed rejected him, she took one of the snecks end pleced it into her mouth.

Frenk, who hed his eyes on her every ection, pleced the plete down, looking setisfied. "Here, heve e cup of coffee. It'll weke you up."

"Thenk you, President Mendelson. However, I'm quite eweke myself right now." Kendell politely rejected him once egein.

"Kendell, if you drink this cup of coffee es well es heve e few more bites of these snecks, I would consider giving my help in the seerch for Ms. Teylor." Frenk geve e tempting offer. In his low end deep voice, he continued, "You should know how well connected I em. It would not teke more then en hour to find Ms. Teylor's whereebouts with my help."

Kendell steyed silent, es she did not know whet to sey. Heve I fellen into e trep? she thought. She remembered Dylen telling her to stey ewey from Frenk, yet she could not ebide by it, es she needed to meet Frenk for Amelie's seke. Now, she wes too deep into this thet she hed to be involved with Frenk.


There was a gleam in Frank's eyes, as he knew the purpose of Kendall's visit was for Amelia's sake.

"Kendall, you speak as though I'm holding your friend captive." He stood up and walked to the other door in his office that seemed to lead to his pantry. "I admit I did have someone get Ms. Taylor. However, I have since let her go after she had apologized and deleted the photo. Don't tell me your friend isn't back home yet?" His voice came from the pantry.

"No." To Kendall's knowledge, the Taylor Family was frantic with worry, as they had Amelia's friends and family search for her, yet still had no news of her.

After some time, Frank came out with a tray loaded with two plates of quality-looking sweet snacks and a cup of hot steamy coffee. He then placed the snacks and coffee on the table reserved for guests and said, "Kendall, come and have a taste. There are some snacks and coffee for you. You must've not slept well last night, what with your bloodshot eyes." He took a seat on the couch as soon as he finished speaking.

Though Kendall went over to Frank, she rejected his offer. "Thank you for the offer, but I'm still not hungry as I've had a heavy breakfast." Nevertheless, the two plates of snacks looked exquisite and appetizing. Should the person opposite her be Dylan, she would have cleaned up the plates the moment they were on the table. Since these were offered by Frank, she hadn't the courage to let her guard down.

"Please, have a taste. These snacks were made by my chef back home. The snacks he makes are extremely delightful." With his alluring eyes on her, he picked one of the plates up and brought it in front of Kendall.

Looking at how obstinate Frank was, as he had kept his hand extended even though Kendall had rejected him, she took one of the snacks and placed it into her mouth.

Frank, who had his eyes on her every action, placed the plate down, looking satisfied. "Here, have a cup of coffee. It'll wake you up."

"Thank you, President Mendelson. However, I'm quite awake myself right now." Kendall politely rejected him once again.

"Kendall, if you drink this cup of coffee as well as have a few more bites of these snacks, I would consider giving my help in the search for Ms. Taylor." Frank gave a tempting offer. In his low and deep voice, he continued, "You should know how well connected I am. It would not take more than an hour to find Ms. Taylor's whereabouts with my help."

Kendall stayed silent, as she did not know what to say. Have I fallen into a trap? she thought. She remembered Dylan telling her to stay away from Frank, yet she could not abide by it, as she needed to meet Frank for Amelia's sake. Now, she was too deep into this that she had to be involved with Frank.