The door was flung open and Amelia's kick landed on Frank's stomach, after which he plunged to the ground by the sudden force.

At that point, she was caught by surprise. Not bad, me! I've kicked the mighty President Mendelson to the ground. Maybe it's because I've been hanging out quite often with Kendall, so her martial arts skills have rubbed off on me.

Meanwhile, Frank clutched his stomach and glared at Amelia. Why hasn't she come over to help me up?!

"I-I didn't know that you'd suddenly open the door. I didn't get to withdraw my foot in time, so that's why I kicked you. Still, aren't you agile on your feet? Why didn't you dodge it?" Though Amelia felt guilty, she refused to admit her mistake.

"I banged on the door for so long, yet you didn't even utter a word. I thought you were dead inside the room! I was about to call the undertaker to come and remove your dead body, but then, you—"

"Is my death on your wishlist?" He rose from the ground on his own. I must be naive to think that she would help me up.

"Yeah. You're such a mean person, so you deserve to die."

At that moment, Frank recalled that he had inadvertently caused the baby's death, so he muttered under his breath, "Yeah, I do. I deserve to die."

At that, Amelia reached out to feel his forehead. "You're not feverish. Why do you seem possessed? Are you still upset because of Kendall? I've told you that—"

"Amelia, don't interfere in the matter between me and Kendall."

"I don't want to interfere either, but she's my best friend and you're intent on wrecking her marriage, so how can I sit still?"

"Then, why don't you just marry me and keep me under control for the rest of my life?"

Thwack!

The ice pack was flung onto Frank.


Laughing out of frustration, Amelia sneered angrily. "Only someone out of their mind would marry you! I'm sane, by the way. Do you think that by marrying me, you would be able to get closer to Kendall? If you force me into marrying you, I'll cut off ties with her so that you won't be able to go on with whatever plan you have!"

In response, Frank merely stared at her in silence. Friendship is such a priority for her.

"Do it yourself. I'm leaving." Amelia turned around and left without the ice pack.

He did not stop her and only watched as she left. Exiting the room, she remained at the entrance for several minutes before descending the stairs silently.

In the meantime, Desmond was waiting downstairs for her and he came forward to express concern as soon as he saw her. "Ms. Taylor, did Master open the door?"

"Yeah, he did. I've handed the ice pack to him, but I'm not sure whether he'll apply it. I think this time, he seems to have given up. Desmond, if there's nothing urgent, I'll get going now."

In actuality, Amelia wanted to go and see Kendall. Since she did not leave with Kendall earlier on, she was worried that her friend would jump to the wrong conclusion. To avoid this, she wanted to seek her out to explain everything. To her, Kendall was way more important than that psychotic man, Frank.

"Ms. Taylor, Master hasn't had anything to eat yet. None of us would be able to convince him to eat afterward if you leave now."

Desmond did not want her to leave just yet. During Master's most painful moments, if Ms. Taylor stays by his side to care for him and provide comfort, then that would surely improve their relationship by leaps and bounds. There has been a slight change in my master's attitude toward her, but she seems to be quite indifferent toward him. She keeps hoping that he will encounter trouble and even mentioned that she would call the undertaker when she realizes that he's dead to get them to remove his dead body.

At that, Desmond was fairly speechless by her.

"He must not be hungry if he doesn't want to eat. I'm sure he'll eat something when the time comes. Desmond, I've got something on, so I've got to go," said Amelia as she headed toward the door.

Meanwhile, Desmond realized that she was intent to leave, so he did not stop her. "Ms. Taylor, I'll get the driver to send you home," he suggested while trailing after her.

At that, she did not reject his offer. A few minutes later, the driver for the Mendelson Family started the car and drove her off. Till then, Frank remained out of sight.

Desmond stood at the front door and watched as the car departed. He heaved a sigh while muttering to himself, "Ms. Taylor's such a nice lady. When will Master fully move on from Ms. Parker and get together with her?"

When the car drove out of the Mendelson Residence, Amelia turned to the driver. "Sir, please send me to the Colemans."

The driver affirmed.

Subsequently, she dialed Kendall's number, which swiftly went through. "Kendall, are you free? I'm coming over to see you right now."

"I am. Are you still at the Mendelsons? Do you want me to send over a ride for you?"

"No, that's not necessary. Desmond has arranged a driver for me."

"Okay, then. I'll wait for you at home."

After the phone call ended, Kendall, who was sitting on a swing, turned to the man pushing her from behind. "Dylan, Amy's coming over."

He responded softly, "She's your best friend, so she can come over whenever she wishes to when you're at home. Kendall, remember this. You get to decide on anything in our home."

She turned her head to look at him with a beaming smile. "I'd rather you make the decisions at home. I enjoy being taken care of by you."
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