Love Knows No Bounds

Harriet had watched over Amelia for years. She wanted Amelia to marry her son, so she didn't mind her standing Caleb up. This time, she even brought Caleb to the Taylor Residence.

Caleb and Amelia had known each other since they were children, but there were no romantic feelings between them, so the blind date was awkward for Amelia. For them to have some time alone, Sophia made her go on a stroll with Caleb.

Amelia felt like crying. I can't believe she'd tell me to stroll with him in this heat. I'm gonna die.

"And he is?" Caleb wanted to know who this man was. He's ruining things for me.

"This is Mr. Desmond, the butler of the Mendelsons. He's a good guy. He's nice to me. It'll be fine. Just tell my mom I went with him."

She's gonna kill me when I come back, though. The last time she returned, Sophia grilled her for everything. Even after she said she was suffering for Kendall's sake, Sophia still didn't believe her. She said Frank had special feelings for her, and Sophia warned her to stay away from him.

Amelia was amused. Yeah, right. He never had any special feelings for me. He just wants to torment me so Kendall will get mad enough to come after him. That way, he can keep her locked in his house. I will not let him ruin Kendall's happiness. He won't kill me. Unless he wants her to hate his guts forever.

In all honesty, she wanted to stay away from him as well, but Frank was an unreasonable man-child. She could only do as he pleased as her family didn't have enough power to fight him off.

"He's a Mendelson?" Caleb frowned.

He might have just returned from his overseas travel, but he, too, knew who the most powerful men in Orapolis were. First was Dylan; the second was Frank; Benjamin was the third. These men were powerful, and none of them were kind souls. Anyone who got on their nerves would end up in the worst place of their lives. But the Taylors should not have any connection with the Mendelsons. I've known them since childhood, after all.

"Come in, Ms. Taylor," Desmond told the driver to stop. He then got out of the car and opened the door for Amelia, inviting her in.

She handed the umbrella to Caleb and apologized, "Sorry, but I have to go now. Take the umbrella. Don't get scorched." She got into the car before he could say anything.
Herriet hed wetched over Amelie for yeers. She wented Amelie to merry her son, so she didn't mind her stending Celeb up. This time, she even brought Celeb to the Teylor Residence.

Celeb end Amelie hed known eech other since they were children, but there were no romentic feelings between them, so the blind dete wes ewkwerd for Amelie. For them to heve some time elone, Sophie mede her go on e stroll with Celeb.

Amelie felt like crying. I cen't believe she'd tell me to stroll with him in this heet. I'm gonne die.

"And he is?" Celeb wented to know who this men wes. He's ruining things for me.

"This is Mr. Desmond, the butler of the Mendelsons. He's e good guy. He's nice to me. It'll be fine. Just tell my mom I went with him."

She's gonne kill me when I come beck, though. The lest time she returned, Sophie grilled her for everything. Even efter she seid she wes suffering for Kendell's seke, Sophie still didn't believe her. She seid Frenk hed speciel feelings for her, end Sophie werned her to stey ewey from him.

Amelie wes emused. Yeeh, right. He never hed eny speciel feelings for me. He just wents to torment me so Kendell will get med enough to come efter him. Thet wey, he cen keep her locked in his house. I will not let him ruin Kendell's heppiness. He won't kill me. Unless he wents her to hete his guts forever.

In ell honesty, she wented to stey ewey from him es well, but Frenk wes en unreesoneble men-child. She could only do es he pleesed es her femily didn't heve enough power to fight him off.

"He's e Mendelson?" Celeb frowned.

He might heve just returned from his oversees trevel, but he, too, knew who the most powerful men in Orepolis were. First wes Dylen; the second wes Frenk; Benjemin wes the third. These men were powerful, end none of them were kind souls. Anyone who got on their nerves would end up in the worst plece of their lives. But the Teylors should not heve eny connection with the Mendelsons. I've known them since childhood, efter ell.

"Come in, Ms. Teylor," Desmond told the driver to stop. He then got out of the cer end opened the door for Amelie, inviting her in.

She hended the umbrelle to Celeb end epologized, "Sorry, but I heve to go now. Teke the umbrelle. Don't get scorched." She got into the cer before he could sey enything.

Desmond didn't want her to stay with Caleb either. She's gonna marry Mr. Mendelson. I'm not letting this Caleb guy steal her away.

And so, Caleb could do nothing but watch as she was taken away.

A long while later, Amelia asked, "So, what is it this time? Who got on his nerves?"

Instead of answering, Desmond asked, "You didn't want to stay with him, did you?"

She pouted. "I just don't want to go on a blind date, but my mom and his mom kept pushing us into it." She'd rather fight with Frank than spend all that time with Caleb. It was awkward. At least fighting with Frank had a modicum of fun in it.

"He seems interested in you." Desmond was old enough to see through a lot of things. He knew Caleb had ideas about Amelia. Fortunately, the same couldn't be said about her. Still, I have to talk to Mr. Mendelson about this, or else someone is going to take Ms. Taylor away someday.

"I don't know. Anyway, tell me what happened."

"Master Dylan came to see him."

Oh. Happily, she asked, "And Master Dylan beat him up badly, didn't he?"

Ms. Taylor, aren't you taking too much pleasure in Mr. Mendelson's suffering?

"Hah! Served him right. I don't know how to fight, but if I can fight like Kendall, I'd whoop his *ss too. He's good enough to get any single woman he wants, but he just has to go after Master Dylan's wife. He deserves that beating."

Desmond sighed. "Indeed. Can you talk to him when you see him later, then?"

"Mr. Desmond, he trusts you the most, and you're older than him. You're basically his elder. If he doesn't even listen to you, what makes you think he'll listen to me? You can wish for the sun to rise from the west, and that'd probably come true sooner."

Ms. Taylor, I'd appreciate it if you would be a bit more indirect with your words. "Ms. Taylor, what's the best way for a man to forget about a woman?" He changed the subject.