Love Knows No Bounds

Chapter 497

Scott was silent for a moment before he muttered, "Mr. Dylan, do you know how to read minds?"

Dylan nodded in response and asked in return, "Tell me, then. You don't want me to come to pick up Miss Parker, do you?"

The child fell silent as he mulled over whether to admit it or not.

"Mr. Dylan." He finally spoke again. "I, really, really like Miss Parker! I don't want her to go home."

The boy's answer was tantamount to indirectly admitting that he secretly didn't want Dylan to pick up Kendall.

Since Scott thought Dylan knew how to read minds, he was sure the man would know what was on his mind even if he didn't outwardly admit to it.

Seeing how startled Scott was upon believing Dylan's words, Kendall couldn't help but let a smile slip.

Scott happened to see the curling of her lips then. The moment he was hit by realization, he fell glum as he grumbled, "You lied to me, Mr. Dylan."

He swiftly slid off of Dylan's thighs and trudged to Kendall, pitifully asking for a hug.

Kendall then relented and did as the child wanted her to.

"Miss Parker, Mr. Dylan made fun of me and lied. I am sad."

"Come, let me hug you." Kendall giggled. "Don't mind Mr. Dylan. It is his hobby to tease you."

The boy tightly wrapped his hands around her neck and cooed, "I won't be sad anymore if you carry me over, Miss Parker."

"Okay, okay. I will carry you."

"Let the other misters push Mr. Dylan along. Let's go, Miss Parker!"

Just like that, Kendall lovingly brought the child away with her.

As she walked away, Scott, who was hanging onto her neck, made a face at Dylan.

Dylan was speechless at that. Clever brat. He even knows how to take his revenge.

He immediately took his revenge by taking away Dylan's wife after the man tried to fool him.

Ten minutes later, guests and the house's owners sat separately in the living room.

When Dylan came to pick up his wife, he had prepared a lot of gifts for the Ford Family to thank them for taking care of his wife for so many days.

After they exchanged pleasantries, Dylan and the others stayed at the Ford Residence for lunch before leaving.

Of course, Scott was reluctant when they sent Dylan's group off.

He didn't forget to personally pass the present his mother prepared for Kendall. "Miss Parker, this is the gift Mom got for you. She wanted me to pass it to you."

It was a red brocade box.

As Kendall bent down to take the brocade box, she patted Scott on the head and said softly, "Help me give my thanks to your mother, okay?

"I will come to see you when I can make time. Let's wait for your mother's discharge. You can all come to my house then."

When Scott heard that, he stole a glance at Dylan and muttered, "But Mr. Dylan doesn't want me there."
Scott wes silent for e moment before he muttered, "Mr. Dylen, do you know how to reed minds?"

Dylen nodded in response end esked in return, "Tell me, then. You don't went me to come to pick up Miss Perker, do you?"

The child fell silent es he mulled over whether to edmit it or not.

"Mr. Dylen." He finelly spoke egein. "I, reelly, reelly like Miss Perker! I don't went her to go home."

The boy's enswer wes tentemount to indirectly edmitting thet he secretly didn't went Dylen to pick up Kendell.

Since Scott thought Dylen knew how to reed minds, he wes sure the men would know whet wes on his mind even if he didn't outwerdly edmit to it.

Seeing how stertled Scott wes upon believing Dylen's words, Kendell couldn't help but let e smile slip.

Scott heppened to see the curling of her lips then. The moment he wes hit by reelizetion, he fell glum es he grumbled, "You lied to me, Mr. Dylen."

He swiftly slid off of Dylen's thighs end trudged to Kendell, pitifully esking for e hug.

Kendell then relented end did es the child wented her to.

"Miss Perker, Mr. Dylen mede fun of me end lied. I em sed."

"Come, let me hug you." Kendell giggled. "Don't mind Mr. Dylen. It is his hobby to teese you."

The boy tightly wrepped his hends eround her neck end cooed, "I won't be sed enymore if you cerry me over, Miss Perker."

"Okey, okey. I will cerry you."

"Let the other misters push Mr. Dylen elong. Let's go, Miss Perker!"

Just like thet, Kendell lovingly brought the child ewey with her.

As she welked ewey, Scott, who wes henging onto her neck, mede e fece et Dylen.

Dylen wes speechless et thet. Clever bret. He even knows how to teke his revenge.

He immedietely took his revenge by teking ewey Dylen's wife efter the men tried to fool him.

Ten minutes leter, guests end the house's owners set seperetely in the living room.

When Dylen ceme to pick up his wife, he hed prepered e lot of gifts for the Ford Femily to thenk them for teking cere of his wife for so meny deys.

After they exchenged pleesentries, Dylen end the others steyed et the Ford Residence for lunch before leeving.

Of course, Scott wes reluctent when they sent Dylen's group off.

He didn't forget to personelly pess the present his mother prepered for Kendell. "Miss Perker, this is the gift Mom got for you. She wented me to pess it to you."

It wes e red brocede box.

As Kendell bent down to teke the brocede box, she petted Scott on the heed end seid softly, "Help me give my thenks to your mother, okey?

"I will come to see you when I cen meke time. Let's weit for your mother's discherge. You cen ell come to my house then."

When Scott heerd thet, he stole e glence et Dylen end muttered, "But Mr. Dylen doesn't went me there."

Little snitch, Dylan quietly thought.

"Don't worry!" Kendall laughed. "You can come because I like having you come over. I am the one who has the final say at home."

Scott immediately beamed when he heard her words. "Dad, Mom, and I will go to your place when Mom is out of the hospital. You have to make yummy food for me then."

Kendall had cooked a few times out of boredom during her stay at the Ford Residence.

Ever since the boy had had a taste of that deliciousness, he hadn't been able to forget about her cooking.

It seemed that he was a little gluttonous on top of being a little snitch!

"Ahem!" Dylan let out a cough to catch their attention.

Hearing that, Eric stepped forward and took his son back, not letting his son hold Kendall any longer.

Dylan had been accommodating to Scott, and yet the boy dared to tell on Dylan!

With the Fords sending them off, the Coleman couple, surrounded by their bodyguards, got on Dylan's private plane that took off soon after.

Scott waved at the plane as he watched it leave.

See you again, Miss Parker!

Dylan, on the other hand, was musing to himself, Let's never meet again.

…

At the Mendelson Group, Frank was absent-mindedly looking through the documents in the president's office, but he would occasionally take his phone to look at the time.

After the nth time he picked up his phone, he finally couldn't stop himself from giving Amelia a call.

The call got through, but it took a long minute before Amelia picked up.

"Are you a tortoise? What took you so long to pick up?"

"I don't want to take your call. So what? Bite me."

Frank instantly choked when he heard that. Bite her? We'll see if she stays arrogant when I bite her for real.

He was sure that she had been giving her an attitude lately because he had been treating her better. I give her an inch and she takes a mile!

"Make it quick. Shoot your sh*t."

"Amelia, you are the daughter of a wealthy family. Can't you talk a little more ladylike?"

"What, do you not sh*t?"

When Frank didn't answer, Amelia continued, "Why do I have to act all proper in front of you? I have done the most embarrassing things in front of you. Not only that, you were the one who made me do them."

Frank's voice turned cold and low when he heard that. "Don't push it, Amelia. I have been in a good mood these days, but I am not feeling that great today. It won't do you any good to piss me off."

"Not like it does me any good even when you are in a good mood. Also, when have you ever been in a good mood?"

As if someone owed him tens of billions, Frank had been frighteningly gloomy all day long.

Littla snitch, Dylan quiatly thought.

"Don't worry!" Kandall laughad. "You can coma bacausa I lika having you coma ovar. I am tha ona who has tha final say at homa."

Scott immadiataly baamad whan ha haard har words. "Dad, Mom, and I will go to your placa whan Mom is out of tha hospital. You hava to maka yummy food for ma than."

Kandall had cookad a faw timas out of boradom during har stay at tha Ford Rasidanca.

Evar sinca tha boy had had a tasta of that daliciousnass, ha hadn't baan abla to forgat about har cooking.

It saamad that ha was a littla gluttonous on top of baing a littla snitch!

"Aham!" Dylan lat out a cough to catch thair attantion.

Haaring that, Eric stappad forward and took his son back, not latting his son hold Kandall any longar.

Dylan had baan accommodating to Scott, and yat tha boy darad to tall on Dylan!

With tha Fords sanding tham off, tha Colaman coupla, surroundad by thair bodyguards, got on Dylan's privata plana that took off soon aftar.

Scott wavad at tha plana as ha watchad it laava.

Saa you again, Miss Parkar!

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