"Is it good?" Frank asked Chris.

Chris almost burst into laughter, but he held it in in the face of Frank's serious expression. He replied professionally, "You will know it once you have it, President Mendelson. After all, everyone's palettes are different. Some like it, but some might hate it."

The executives nodded approvingly at his words. It was true that some people liked jammed bread and some did not prefer it.

After a moment of silence, Frank finally grabbed a piece of jammed bread to take a bite. The sweetness made his brows creased.

It's so sweet! Is Amelia trying to make me diabetic?

However, he could not spit it out under everyone's watchful eyes. He forced himself to swallow the piece of bread while deciding to have someone buy tons of jammed bread to jam them into Amelia's mouth. She should have a taste of her own medicine.

Yet, he figured that it did not taste that bad upon having his first bite, hence the second bite. It's good, he thought to himself.

After taking one bite and another, he finished the whole bread and was craving for more. However, the empty paper bag rendered him at a loss for words.

The others watched how their superior president relished in a simple jammed bread as though it was a premium breakfast. At that, they made up their mind to have bread with jam and instant coffee for their breakfast tomorrow.

Finishing the last bite of his meal, Frank cast his gaze onto the cup of instant coffee.

Since Amelia dared to prepare this, it should not be a problem. She seems like she's going to have me killed, but she's just a paper tiger. She's not as cruel as Kendall. Kendall… I wonder how she's doing right now.

No matter how influential he was, he could not find out her condition because his power did not stretch to the Fords. Still, considering how she had saved their young master, Eric should be treating her with respect upon rescuing her.


Just what is Dylan thinking? Even if Eric has a spouse, she's been vegetative for years and he's still a fine man. His kid is still young and has taken a liking on Kendall. Isn't Dylan afraid that Eric would fall in love with her? How dare he treat me like a sinister thief while putting his faith on Eric.

Holding the cup of coffee, Frank furrowed his brows and started drinking it down. The cup soon became empty probably because he was thinking of Kendall, or the coffee actually suited his taste buds.

"How's the taste, President Mendelson?" questioned Chris mischievously.

That breakfast was personally brought over by Amelia. Although the fact that she was invited to Frank's residence every day was unbeknownst to Sophia, Chris was aware of everything.

After all, many of Frank's orders were directed to him.

Chris and Desmond shared the same notion about how slowly Frank's attitude toward Amelia changed. Frank was the only one unaware about his feelings as he kept insisting that he liked Kendall.

Chris more or less knew the reason why Frank liked Kendall, but he believed that it was mere obsession instead of love.

"I won't die from it," replied Frank with a deadpan face.

Chris let out a silent chuckle, whereas the executives shared the same thought. You clearly enjoyed 'em. Stop denying.

It was not until then that they finally understood why Frank informed his assistant to have the young lady send breakfast to the conference room—he was trying to show off in front of them.

Although he did not expect the lady to bring a jammed bread and a cup of instant coffee, he finished off everything.

What's the lady's last name again? Taylor? Guess we should look into it, including her family background. She might be our future boss in the future.

After finishing his breakfast, Frank proceeded with the meeting as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, Amelia was waiting for him in the guest room.

It was not her intention, but Sophia kept ringing her up. Knowing that the cat was going to be out of the bag anyway, she recounted everything that happened recently to Sophia and was given a lecture.

Amelia felt utterly wronged as she was innocent.

After all, it was not her initiative to meet so frequently with the man. It was Frank, that merciless man, who vented his anger at her upon failing to win Kendall's heart. What else could she do about it?

Sophia felt helpless as well, knowing that her daughter was a loyal person and cared a lot for Kendall.

"Did President Mendelson hurt you?" asked Sophia over the phone in concern. She could still remember Desmond's words about how vile Frank's temper was. No one would know what someone like him would do when he was upset.

"He's having a meeting."

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