Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 119

The Mendelsons' bodyguard was still ringing the doorbell, which left the father and daughter

exchanging glances with each other.

"I'll open the door, Dad." Kendall turned and walked to the door.

"I'll take a look too," Adam commented as he followed suit.

As soon as the Mendelsons' bodyguard saw them returning, he stopped ringing the doorbell.

Kendall opened the villa door for him while he brought out a wheelchair. Right then, someone unlocked

the car door for Frank while two other bodyguards stepped forward to assist him in getting out of the

car and into the wheelchair.

Kendall and Adam were dumbfounded at this sight.

Adam recognized Frank but he was perplexed—when did President Mendelson require a wheelchair?

When Dylan was wheelchair-bound from his accident, Frank teased him mercilessly. So, look at how

the tables have turned. Dylan, do you want footage of this?

Kendall was astute as she understood instantly. Frank was here to get even with her.

Last night, she accidentally stepped on him with high heels after attempting to dodge from Yasmine's

evil trap. At that time, he was kind enough to let her off but warned that he would be back if his foot was

swollen the next day.

She peeked at his feet and sure enough, that very foot she stepped on last night was wrapped in white

bandage, which made it look like a burrito, since it was shoeless; it appeared to be quite swollen.

Frank's bodyguard pushed the wheelchair forward.

"What brings you here today, President Mendelson?" Although Adam was intrigued, he could not

explicitly inquire the reason, therefore, he laughed and invited Frank into the villa. Frank sent a harsh

gaze at Kendall, whose guilt could be seen as clear as a crystal and silently without any words, he

instructed the bodyguard to move him into the Parkers' Villa.

"Dad." Kendall grabbed her father by his arm and whispered, "He came here to get even with me."

Adam was taken aback by her statement that struck him out of the blue. He stared blankly at his

daughter for a long time before asking with a trembling voice, "Kendall… What did you do… to

President Mendelson?"

Yeah, Kendall. What did you do to have President Mendelson knocking on our door?

First and foremost, Adam had always avoided having any interactions with Frank as Adam associated

him with trouble, even much more than Dylan. Sure, Dylan was cold and brutal, but he was not as

sinister as Frank. Therefore, to learn that Kendall had offended Frank meant that Adam had correctly

guessed that his daughter was the one who caused Frank's burrito-shaped foot. I knew it’s not all

rainbows and unicorns when a girl masters martial arts!

With quivering hands, he took out his phone and muttered quietly, "Kendall, don’t panic. I’ll immediately

get Master Dylan for you. Just stay cool!"

"I'm not panicking, Dad. You're the one who panicked. I didn’t mean to step on President Mendelson

last night. It's purely accidental." She let out a laugh as she tried to calm her dad down.

"Was it really accidental?"

"I accidentally stepped on him; it’s really not."

"You mean his foot became this swollen from just a step?"

An embarrassed Kendall then replied, "I was wearing high heels… And I stepped on him really hard.

So, I should be glad it's not bleeding."

Adam remained silent.

I better get my son-in-law involved for a rescue mission.

"President Parker."

Frank’s darkened gaze was a contrast to his beautiful almond eyes as he suddenly turned his head to

ask, "Is this how you treat your guest, President Parker? By letting them come and go as they wish?"

As Adam sensed the dissatisfaction from Frank's questions, Adam hastily tucked his phone into his

back pocket and walked toward Frank after glaring at his daughter. The anxiety that Adam felt

resembled the unsettling ocean waves.

"I apologize, President Mendelson."

As Frank and his bodyguards entered the villa, Adam greeted them respectfully.

Meanwhile, Charlotte was carrying out the freshly-made dessert when she noticed Frank’s arrival.

Right then, she was startled as she watched her husband greet him as if Frank was the king. On the

other hand, her daughter—who looked as guilty as a puppy—also entered the house.

Soon enough, Charlotte calmly walked over to present her homemade desserts on the coffee table as

she smilingly told Frank, "These are our homemade treats. Please give it a try."

Kendall also followed suit by quietly keeping the clothes she had purchased for her parents to prepare

a pot of tea.

In the meantime, Frank was staring at the steaming tea and the freshly baked delicacies.

"I apologize for my unexpected visit, Mrs. Parker." As much as Frank was known to be a cold person,

he was still a gentleman.

"It's okay; you're not bothering us. It's a pleasure to have you here, President Mendelson." Adam took

the chance and replied on behalf of his wife.

Kendall then scooted to her mother's side and whispered, "My dad is indeed a pro in the business

world; he knows exactly what to say and when to say them." He was always trimming his sails; she

saw this as a valuable trait to learn from her dad.

After hearing that, Charlotte squeezed her daughter to remind her that a distinguished guest was still

present.

"What brings you here today, President Mendelson?" Adam obviously knew the reason, but he feigned

ignorance and asked tentatively.

Frank then lifted his gauze-wrapped foot and glanced at Kendall before clarifying softly, "Ms. Parker

accidentally trod on my foot last night. I informed her that if something goes wrong with my foot, I will

hold her accountable for it."

"It took only a single night for my foot to become swollen and sore. I believe she should be responsible

for this."

Adam looked at his daughter and apologized to Frank on her behalf. "I'm sorry, President Mendelson."

Without missing a beat, Kendall also apologized as she stated responsibly, "President Mendelson, I

stepped on you and I will take full responsibility. If your bone is fractured and requires surgery or

hospitalization, I will pay for all of your medical expenditures. Until your foot heals, you can keep track

of all your nutritional costs, emotional compensation and missed income. Just let me know the amount

and I will compensate you, President Mendelson."

Adam coughed lightly when he heard her remarks.

Frank was the Mendelson Family's leader and he oversaw the entire Mendelson Group. Even if they

were to sell Kendall off, it would not even cover Frank's daily income.

Kendall was quick to come back to her senses and realized she could not afford to pay the

compensation.

She glanced at Frank while expecting the man who had once given her a daughter to announce his

verdict.

"My family doctor has examined it and discovered no bone injury. After a while, the swelling will go

away." Of course, he would never financially take advantage of her. "I don’t need Ms. Parker to

compensate me. I have only one request, which is for her to take care of me until my swollen foot heals

and I can walk normally," he said truthfully. Now, that’s a twist.

Kendall was rendered speechless.

Once Master Dylan finds out about this, I can say goodbye to my life!

"President Mendelson, I'll hire a nanny to look after you, okay? I… I have to work everyday, so taking

care of you would be difficult for me."

She found a reason.

Knowing the excuse she gave had not fumbled him, Frank asked calmly, "President Parker, Ms. Parker

works for your company. I’m sure there won’t be a problem for her to take a month’s break, right?"

"May we speak privately, President Mendelson?" Kendall inquired of Frank before her father could

respond.

Deep in her heart, she knew Frank was pestering her because of the baby. However, the baby was

from the past life and did not exist in this lifetime.

Kendall's heart wrenched upon the thought of her daughter's death. She despised herself for being

incompetent in her previous life while also not forgetting to blame Frank.

Where was he then when they needed him the most last life?

In this lifetime, she had never fallen for his trap or had any relationship with him. What was he

bothering her about then?

Frank stared at her quietly and after a moment of meeting her eyes, he nodded.