Love Knows No Bounds

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Desmond had no choice but to walk Amelia out. He couldn't blame Amelia for what she felt—he knew Frank had gone overboard with his actions. All Desmond hoped was for Frank to give up on his obsession with Kendall. Ms. Taylor is a pretty nice girl. I have high hopes for her to become Mrs. Mendelson someday, he thought.

Amelia bumped into Yasmine right after walking out of the Mendelson Residence. When Yasmine saw Amelia, she parked her car and got out before greeting Amelia. "Where's Kendall, Amelia? Is she okay? Did Frank do anything to her?" Amelia was stunned for a moment. I wouldn't have expected Yasmine to ask about Kendall. It almost sounds like she cares for Kendall. How could that be? Yasmine is Kelly's best friend. Even though they aren't that close anymore, someone as arrogant as Yasmine can't possibly be interested in Kendall's situation.

In the past, Yasmine used to be deeply in love with Dylan. She saw Kendall as her rival after Kendall had gotten married to Dylan, and she had done all sorts of nasty things to Kendall because of that. Amelia didn't think it'd be possible for someone like Yasmine to care about Kendall. "Why aren't you talking, Amelia? Tell me! Did Frank do anything to Kendall? I heard the news that Frank got his men to block your car. Is Kendall okay?"

Amelia cursed to herself. How did the news spread out so quickly? Old Madam Coleman has always been suspicious of Frank and Kendall. If the news spreads to her, Kendall will never be able to prove her innocence anymore. "Are you truly asking about Kendall?" Amelia uttered in the end.

"What kind of silly question is that? Do I sound like I'm asking about you instead?" Yasmine hissed.

Amelia scoffed in response. "The sun must have risen from the other side of the sky today. I can't believe you're actually showing care for Kendall." Yasmine didn't seem annoyed by Amelia's sarcastic tone. "Kendall is fine, isn't she? Did Master Dylan manage to save her? He's a powerful man—he can probably get things settled without even leaving his house. He'd never allow Frank to lay his hands on Kendall."

Benjamin and Brian's plan had failed miserably. Yasmine had tried talking some sense into them, and she had tried to tell them not to pick Dylan as an enemy. She knew that Dylan wouldn't be known as the God of the business industry if he were that easily defeated. However, her brothers didn't pay any heed to her warnings. They wanted to use Frank's love for Kendall to hurt Dylan.

Sure enough, it might've appeared that they had successfully caused Dylan to suffer emotional pain, which was the worst kind of agony compared to physical ones. However, Dylan was a stubborn man who refused to give up. His love for Kendall was too strong for him to let go of her.

When Yasmine found out Kendall and Amelia were going to the hot springs, she contemplated joining them. However, she then received the news that Frank had brought his men along to block Amelia's car on the highway.

By the time she rushed over to the highway, she was met with an empty road—that was why she now showed up at the Mendelson Residence. Amelia's expression softened when she was finally convinced that Yasmine was genuinely concerned about Kendall. "Frank knocked me out, and I just woke up a while ago. I haven't met Kendall yet, but judging from Frank's reaction, it's clear he doesn't have Kendall with him. I'm not sure if it were one of Master Dylan's people who managed to save Kendall in the end," Amelia replied.

"I'm glad that she's fine." Yasmine heaved a sigh of relief. "Where's your car?" Yasmine asked Amelia. Amelia froze upon hearing Yasmine's question. Oh, right. Where is my car? I completely forgot about it. It should be in the Mendelson Residence, right? She had turned and wanted to head back in, but Yasmine had stopped her. "Could Frank still be mad at you? Why don't you leave your car for now? I can send you home," Yasmine offered.

"I'm a little taken aback by how nice you are to me, Ms. Zorn," Amelia replied. Yasmine simply dragged Amelia toward her car before pushing Amelia into the passenger's seat. "Do you enjoy being tortured, Amelia? Why do you say that you're taken aback when I'm being nice to you? Do you want me to curse at you and look down on you instead? Does that feel more like the norm to you?" Yasmine muttered.

Amelia was speechless. "You don't do well with compliments, do you? It's almost as if you had turned into a devil the moment I praised you," Amelia replied.

"Don't curse me. I want to live a long life," Yasmine mumbled.

"I didn't curse you."

"You called me a devil. Only dead people turn into devils," Yasmine retorted. Amelia was left speechless once again. While they made their way back to the Taylor Residence, Amelia couldn't contain her curiosity. "Didn't you used to have a thing against Kendall in the past?"

"I was being silly back then. I hadn't gotten over Master Dylan, which was why I picked on Kendall so much. When I finally realized what I wanted, she no longer felt like a target to me," Yasmine answered. "I used to think Kendall was annoying—I'd get infuriated every time I crossed paths with her in the past. But after a while, I realized she was a pretty decent person. Perhaps we may never be friends, but at least we're no longer enemies."

Yasmine had even given up on Frank. Her fights with Kendall made her realize that both Frank and Dylan could never bring her the happiness she wanted. Jeffrey was the only one who could do that. She basked in the feeling of having someone treating her like a precious gem!

Amelia tilted her head to gaze at Yasmine. She had never expected things between Kendall and Yasmine to end in such a manner. "Don't look at me like that. I'm not going against Kendall, but that doesn't mean I'm a nice person. Though, I'm not an evil person either," Yasmine muttered.

Amelia chuckled. "Well, I don't think you're a nice person, either," she uttered truthfully. Yasmine didn't know how to respond to that.

The night had fallen by the time Kendall had arrived at the Ford Residence in Eastfort. Right then, she received a call from Roger. She was rather afraid to pick up Roger's call. She figured Roger had probably heard about her incident and was calling out of worry and care. After staring at her phone for a while, she finally decided to pick up the call. Her phone had rung a few times by that point, and Roger didn't seem like he was going to give up anytime soon.