Kendall's Sacrifice

Chapter 137

As a result, Kendall turned around, bent down and gave Dylan several pecks carefully. She also

caressed his face before getting out of bed in satisfaction.

"The flowers!" She suddenly remembered the flowers in the yard. She had no idea how those delicate

flowers would fare in such a downpour as she quickly changed into her work clothes and rushed out of

the room.

"Good morning, Miss Kendall." Amos was leading a few bodyguards as they came in from outside with

umbrellas. They were all carrying food boxes in their hands.

When Amos noticed Kendall was about to leave, he quickly handed her an umbrella and explained,

"Young Mistress Kendall, I just went to the kitchen to get you and the Young Master Dylan some

breakfast. It's raining today and I'm afraid the food will get wet if they bring it over, so I went to get it

myself."

"You should have your breakfast before going out."

"How are the flowers in the yard, Mr. Miller?"

Realization hit Amos and he said with a smile, "Don't worry, Miss Kendall. When I heard the thunder

this early morning, I got up and moved all the blooming potted flowers into the greenhouse."

Kendall came to a halt as she heard his words. "That's terrific. I was concerned that the heavy rain

would shatter those delicate flowers." She was no longer in a hurry to leave now that Amos had

resolved the issue. She placed the umbrella back to its original position and went back into the house

with Amos and the bodyguards.

As she noticed the retro-style food boxes in their hands, she inquired, "Where is the kitchen, Mr. Miller?

Is it a long distance away? These food boxes, like the ancient food boxes, are all retro-style."

Amos placed the food boxes on the dining table, lifted the lid and took out the food that was prepared in

the kitchen.

"The kitchen is roughly the same distance from each courtyard. If you are interested, Young Mistress

Kendall, I will take you to visit the kitchen another time. There is a plethora of ingredients available, all

of which are guaranteed to be fresh. They spent a lot of money to invite these chefs from big hotels and

they are all excellent cooks."

Kendall was aware that each course of meals was delicious as she frequently accompanied Dylan to

his meals. She also started to like certain foods after tasting them from the hands of these amazing

chefs.

Thank goodness I have to run errands around the household everyday; otherwise, I would have gained

at least thirty pounds from all these delicacies.

"Young Mistress Kendall, is Master Dylan up?"

Kendall was starting to feel hungry as she looked at the breakfast laid out on the table by Amos and the

bodyguards.

"He's awake. Let me help him out," she answered. With that, she turned around and left.

With a very convincing reason, she returned to the room, washed up and groomed calmly before

assisting Dylan out.

As soon as she walked out of the room, she was surprised to see that the hall was crowded. "Why are

there suddenly so many people here? Did we enter wrongly, Dylan?" she asked Dylan while she was

about to push him back to the room and enter the hall again.

"Kendall," Dylan called her name in a hushed tone. She then abandoned her plan to re-enter the hall.

"I called Tia and requested that she notify all of the butlers to come here."

Kendall was dumbfounded. She felt that her reaction had embarrassed him, so she pretended to be

indifferent and calm. "Dylan, why are there so many butlers in each room and courtyard?" she inquired.

"There are butlers in the mansion in addition to other butlers in each house and courtyard. The butlers

are divided into two groups—inner and outer houses. Therefore, it is much needed for this many

butlers."

She knew that the Coleman Mansion was huge; the fact that she would still get lost while visiting the

mansion alone was the best proof. She was also aware that The Coleman had a large number of

servants and bodyguards. It did not sound like a large group at first, but she found out how many

people there actually were when she saw them today.

With only the butlers present, the hall was already full. The Coleman Mansion would be overcrowded if

the servants, bodyguards and drivers were all included.

"Why did you invite them over? It's pouring outside today," she asked Dylan despite having a vague

answer in her heart.

He did not respond, instead, he motioned her to push him forward.

The butlers were standing according to gender and height. Even though there were many people in the

same outfit, they stood neatly and it was clear that they were all well-trained.

Kendall had lived in the Coleman Mansion for a long time, but she still had a limited understanding of

his wealthy family. People who wanted to become butlers had to be like the elites in the corporate

world. In order to be promoted, their background and performance had to be excellent. Being a butler in

the Coleman Family was comparable to holding a senior position in a large corporation—the pay and

benefits were particularly attractive.

"Good morning, Master Dylan." When Dylan approached, everyone greeted him in unison.

After he waited for everyone to greet him, he turned his head to look at Kendall before gazing at the

people in front of him. In a deep voice, he announced, "I summoned everyone here today to

acknowledge our Young Mistress Kendall. Ms. Parker—who is standing behind me—is my legal wife,

therefore, the Young Mistress of the Coleman Family."

"Starting today, the position of Colemans' Young Mistress is equal to that of mine. You have to respect

her as you respect me, vice versa."

Everyone's jaws dropped when they heard him. No one knew Dylan was married except for Amos and

Tia.

Tia only found out last night when she overheard Old Madam Coleman losing her temper; that was

when she knew Dylan and Kendall were married. At the thought of Old Madam Coleman's request to

trouble Kendall, Tia did not sleep well all night.

"The rules of the Coleman Family do not apply to Miss Kendall. If any of you have opinions on

whatever she does, regardless of right or wrong, you can come to me and I will handle it myself. You

cannot, however, make your own rules and speak down to her."

"She only needs to abide by one rule in the Coleman Family and that is to love and respect me as her

husband," Dylan added coldly.

Kendall was rendered speechless by his words and her face was probably as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Tia." Dylan deliberately called out Tia as she was the butler of the main mansion. She was the

Coleman Family's butlers' de facto leader.

"Yes, Master Dylan. Please make your request." She appeared respectful as she awaited his orders.

"Let Old Madam Coleman know whatever I've just said. If she doesn't think it's acceptable, I'll talk to

her when I get home tonight. I'll just be blunt; my wife is someone who should be loved and cherished,

not trampled on. Therefore, no matter who you are, you should fully respect my wife!"

Dylan's final sentence was a warning to the family's elders. He forbade them from oppressing his wife

simply because they were the elders. Even if his family was to give his wife a hard time, he would not

let it go unpunished.