Love Knows No Bounds

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Kendall consulted Kelly on many questions that were patiently answered by Kelly, winning the favor of the watching employees with such great composure. If they were in her shoes, they would not have this much time and tolerance to give pointers to an ignorant newcomer.

When it was almost noon, Kendall received a message from Dylan. It was a very succinct message that read, 'Let's have lunch together.'

She repeated the message in her head multiple times, as if the message would elongate on its own. He requested a ten-thousand-word-long report from her without any repeated content, yet he gave such a short message to her.

A short text, huh? With that in mind, she replied, 'OK.'

When it was time to get off work, Kendall purposely slowed her pace in order to be the last person leaving the office. Adam initially wanted to bring her to a meeting, but he rescinded his decision and asked Kelly to tag along upon knowing Dylan's message.

As soon as she stepped out of the entrance, she could see Dylan's car stopped by the roadside with a train of cars behind him carrying his bodyguards. Meanwhile, the security guard kept staring at his car in deep thought as the license plate rang a bell, but he could not seem to remember whose car it was.

Kendall hurried her pace toward Ronnie, who opened the door for her. Before one could even peer into the car, she hopped into the car without a second thought before the door shut. Then, the cars left the place quietly in ones and twos.

The security guard told his collegue, "Did you see the car which Young Mistress Kendall entered? The license plate looks familiar for some reason. It seems like someone of a big name in the city, but it's not on the tip of my tongue."

"We'll know once we check the list of license plates," his colleague suggested.

Every security guard in Parker Corporation had a book containing a list of license plates that belonged to the eminent figures, so they could recognize the vehicle and provide the best service possible.

"Oh, you're right." The security guard flipped open the book and his eyes widened in astonishment.

"What's wrong?"

He pointed at the series of numbers frantically. "I-Is it this one? It's Master Dylan's car!"

Though Dylan used a Rolls-Royce, it was not uncommon to see such a car amongst the high society. Thus, the only way to distinguish it was the license plate.

"Master Dylan? Holy sh*t! It is him! Was he in the car just now? Oh my Lord, I missed my chance to shake hands with him."

The security guard was rendered speechless by his colleague's reaction for getting the wrong point of the whole situation. Shouldn't we ask why Young Mistress Kendall was riding Master Dylan's car?

On the other side, Kendall was oblivious of the security guards' antics. As soon as she entered the car, she placed her bag aside and threw herself into Dylan's embrace. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Darling, did you miss me?"

"No."

She pouted. "Really? But I missed you so much. Come, I'll give you a kiss."

As the woman of her words, she pecked on his cheeks right away.

However, Dylan frowned in disapproval. "Could you stop smooching my face with your saliva?"

She responded with a chuckle, "Well, you have the permission to do the same thing to me."

He pursed his lips into a thin line. With his hands coiling around her waist firmly, he pushed the woman close to him.

"Oh? Flowers?" Noticing the bouquet of flowers and the box next to him, Kendall picked up the fragrant flowers. "It's so pretty."

Following that, she held the bouquet in one hand and grabbed the man's necktie with the other. With a dead-pan face, she questioned, "Dylan, be honest with me. Is this for me or did you receive it from someone else?"

He was speechless by the unexpected interrogation. At the same time, Ronnie glimpsed at them before averting his gaze to the front, not wanting to interfere with the couple.

Dylan lifted his hand and tapped her hand that was grabbing his necktie, which caused her eyes to widen.

Kendall murmured, "Dylan, did you learn martial arts? That hurts."

Instead of answering her, he pushed her away from himself by placing her back to her seat. He then snatched the bouquet of flowers from her and wound down the window. "Since you're suspecting that it's a gift from others, I shall throw it away."

Before he could even throw it outside, Kendall instantly grabbed it back. "So, it's for me?"

Dylan shot his glares in return. When she figured that she had gone overboard, she quickly explained, "You said you'd never give me presents and flowers."

Back then, who would've imagined that the almighty Dylan would become such a loving husband? Not even him himself!

He drew in a deep breath to suppress the urge to toss her out of the car, for she was the first to make him feel embarrassed like this. More so, he was the one to blame for pampering her too much.

Stay calm, Dylan. Calm. Let's just get over it quickly.

While he stared at Kendall sniffing the fragrance with a grin, he thought that it was worth giving up his pride. With that in mind, he proffered the box before her.