Kendall's Sacrifice

Tilly asked her eldest grandson.

"I just finished breakfast, and I'm thinking of going out for a walk. Do you have something to talk to me

about, Grandma?"

Dylan was quite serious even when dealing with his own family, which was why people found him

difficult to get along with.

"What are you saying, child? Can't I visit you just because I want to?"

Dylan pursed his lips, silent.

Ever since his temper grew worse, the servants didn't like working at his place anymore, and even his

own family rarely visited him. Even though the reason mainly lay with him, Dylan still didn't feel too

good about it. The more upset he got, the more likely he was to lash out at people.

"Where is Kendall?"

Tilly pretended to ask casually.

"She has taken some time off."

Dylan replied in a low voice, "Her foster mother got into an accident, so she took the weekend off to go

to the hospital and take care of her foster mother."

Tilly nodded. "Her foster mother raised her for twenty-five years and was very devoted to her efforts.

Hence, it's only natural for Kendall to take care of her foster mother when she gets into an accident."

Alice agreed. "She still has this sense of obligation, which is slightly better than Kelly."

Kelly didn't want to go back to her biological mother and never really contacted the woman. She

obviously regarded her biological mother with disdain, and she only chased after the benefits she could

reap from her foster parents.

"Dylan, you've got yourself so many flowers—"

While Tilly spoke, she paid special attention to Dylan's expression.

"They look good."

Dylan said in a low voice, "Don't you think that the flowers liven up the space? It's not so dull anymore."

Tilly smiled. "Yes, yes, it's much livelier now. It does look nice like this, and you can admire a whole

yard of flowers as soon as you go out the door. Your mood will improve greatly."

When she noticed that Dylan's expression was still icy cold, she knew that he didn't want to discuss the

subject further, so she said caringly, "Yoseph, take your brother out for a walk. I'll go back and rest. I'm

quite old now, you see. I'm already tired from walking this short distance."

The three siblings knew Tilly was lying, but none of them exposed her.

After seeing their grandmother off, the brothers continued walking.

The brothers walked for a bit outside, then it was time for Dylan's rehabilitation. When he was working

at it, save for the workers at the rehabilitation center, no one else was allowed to be present. He didn't

want anyone to see him struggling and falling just after a few steps.

After spending the afternoon in rehabilitation practices, Dylan was exhausted, and his expression was

foul.

Everyone took extra care not to dally about or pass by in front of him, Amos included.

It wasn't until evening when the sun set into the sea did Dylan adjust his emotions after some rest. He

called Amos over.

"Young Master Dylan."

"Has Alice departed?"

Alice would also be attending the banquet at Zorn Mansion tonight.

Amos hastily replied, "Not yet, but she'll be leaving soon."

As a butler, Amos would pay attention to everything that was happening in the house.

"Okay."

Dylan responded, but he didn't say anything more.

Amos didn't know what he was thinking. Since Dylan wasn't going to talk, Amos didn't dare ask either,

so he could only leave quietly.

After thinking for a bit, Dylan took out his phone and called his sister up. When Alice picked up, he said,

"Alice, I'll go to Zorn Mansion with you."

Alice was surprised. "Dylan, are you saying that you want to visit Zorn Mansion and celebrate

Yasmine's birthday?"

Before this, Dylan rarely attended banquets, so much so that if anyone could get Dylan to attend their

banquet, they would feel extra special.

After the incident, Dylan didn't even attend the banquets his own family held, let alone events that other

people organized.

"Yes."

Dylan continued, "Please prepare a gift for Yasmine's birthday on my behalf. Anything will do. It doesn't

have to be too expensive, so just take whatever you can find. The less effort you put into it, the better.

Don't make her think I have feelings for her."

Just like Laura, Yasmine also liked Dylan.

The only difference was that Laura always had a secret crush on him and never confessed to him.

However, Yasmine had been pursuing him for a long time, and she finally backed off after Dylan's

incident.

She also stopped liking him because he was disabled.

"Dylan, all the gifts I've prepared are expensive. If you want me to prepare a cheap one on such short

notice, where am I supposed to get that?"

With her head aching, Alice then asked, "Dylan, can't you be more precise?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Never mind, I'll prepare it myself. Come over, and we'll leave together."

"Okay," said Alice readily.

After ending the call, Dylan called Amos over and instructed, "Find the cheapest vase in the house and

give it a quick wipe before wrapping it up. It's a present."

Amos was stunned, but he recovered his senses and hastily answered, "Understood."

Who was Dylan giving this vase to? What was more, he had to find the cheapest one too.

"Young Master Dylan, all the vases in the house are antiques," Amos said tentatively.

"Get an unused vase from Peter and wipe it clean. Then, all you have to do is wrap it up."

Amos was speechless.

Peter was one of the gardeners under the Colemans, and he was in charge of tending to the plants. His

vases, compared to those in Dylan's house, were extremely cheap!

Did someone offend Dylan, and was he sending this vase to mock them?

"Get going!"

"I'll prepare it right away."

Amos didn't dare make any more guesses as he hastily went to prepare the gift.

Amos didn't know what he was thinking. Since Dylan wasn't going to talk, Amos didn't dare ask either,

so he could only leave quietly.