Love Knows No Bounds

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Sophia wanted to call her daughter and tell her not to come back tonight. Unfortunately, what she was most worried about eventually happened, for her daughter had returned.

It was Caleb who sent Amelia home. Seeing that the door to the residence was still open, Caleb instinctively drove the car into the yard.

When Amelia saw her mother standing there, she thought that Sophia was waiting for her to come back and verify that she had indeed gone out with Caleb to watch a movie.

Truth was, Caleb had bought two tickets to a romantic movie, and Amelia was bored throughout the entire process. She wasn't interested in the movie at all, for she was a big fan of thrillers and horror movies.

Fortunately, Caleb had bought her a lot of snacks, so she could kill time by having some food. When the movie was finally over, they went somewhere else to get supper. Only then did Caleb send her home.

Amelia got out of the vehicle and called out to her mother, "Mom."

Caleb did the same and greeted Sophia politely.

"You're finally back. How was the movie?" Sophia asked them with a smile.

However, Amelia didn't respond to her.

Caleb glanced at Amelia and replied with a smile, "I think it was alright, but Amy didn't seem interested, so she was bored. She killed time by having some snacks. I'm sorry for not asking in advance. I didn't know she's a fan of thrillers and horror movies."

Sophia glared at her daughter for a moment before saying to Caleb with a smile, "You can watch a horror movie with her next time. By the way, Amy's dad is going to have supper. Why don't you join him, Caleb?"

She had to let Frank know that her daughter had a partner now so that he would stop taking Amelia somewhere else all the time.

"Mom, we've had supper. Both of us are stuffed now," Amelia explained.

Although she had known Caleb since they were young kids, she didn't have any romantic feelings for him. Nonetheless, Sophia and Harriet would always force Amelia to go on dates with Caleb.

Caleb was aware of the fact that Amelia frequently visited the Mendelson Residence, but he was still willing to go out with her. While Amelia felt helpless, she couldn't help suspecting that he had an ulterior motive.

With a smile, Caleb replied, "I only watched you eat, so I didn't have much food. I can go in and have supper with Mr. Taylor."

Amelia pressed her lips together, not intending to speak any further. Just as she turned around to enter the house, she saw a familiar car. Upon making out whose car it was, she was stunned. Why is Frank's car in my yard? She turned to her mother and asked, "Mom, is Frank here?"

A glint flashed across Caleb's eyes.

Sophia hummed and explained to Caleb, "President Mendelson happened to pass by and bumped into my husband. As such, my husband invited him to have a seat inside."

Certainly, Amelia didn't believe her mother's statement. To be precise, she doubted Frank's words. There's no way Frank passed by this place on his own. I suppose he's here for me.

For a moment, Amelia was anxious as she had no idea how she should face Frank. Even Kendall could tell that she had fallen for Frank, but Amelia couldn't be honest with herself about it. More importantly, she was hesitant to make a move upon realizing that Frank still hadn't forgotten about Kendall.

It only took Amelia several minutes to pull herself together. Then, she entered the house calmly. The instant she stepped into the living room, she saw her father having a chat with Frank. She had no idea what they were talking about, but she thought they both looked happy.

The lights in the kitchen were on, and it seemed that the servants were preparing supper for them.

When Frank saw Amelia, he took a glance at her briefly before shifting his attention back to Brandon.

"Dad," Amelia elegantly walked over and called out to her father. Then, she took a seat beside her father and looked at Frank before saying scornfully, "What brings you here tonight, President Mendelson?"

Frank gazed at her. Amelia thought there was a hint of love behind the man's gaze, but upon closer look, she felt she was mistaken. Indeed, the man had a pair of inscrutable eyes.

"Well, a very strong hurricane swept me to this place."

Amelia was baffled by his trash talk. Still, she played along by saying, "You're right. Given the fact that you're such a heavyweight, only a very strong hurricane could sweep you off your feet."

"You're exaggerating. I'm not that heavy."

Amelia sneered. "You have a point, President Mendelson. You've indeed lost some weight recently, so you'd better have more food. If you keep on losing weight, you'll look skinny and pale."

Frank nodded in agreement. "Yes, I've indeed lost some weight recently. I'm supposed to have more food. Anyway, I heard that you're skillful at preparing soup, Ms. Taylor. Why don't you come up with a figure? I'd like to hire you to prepare soups for me every day."

Amelia refuted, "Who told you that?"

He's aware that I can't cook! Even his cooking skills are better than mine. Whenever I prepared food for him in the past, he'd dismiss me. I wish I could cook as well as Kendall.

"Well, Mr. Desmond told me that." Frank lied to her unabashedly by bringing up Desmond.

Amelia cursed Frank in secret for being shameless. Despite that, she put on a smile and replied, "Mr. Desmond was just being polite. My cooking skills are terrible. There are very skillful chefs in the Mendelson Residence that you've hired from five-star hotels, so I'd better not embarrass myself."

"There's no doubt the dishes they prepare are palatable, but they make terrible soup. It's decided, then. Just come up with the remuneration as you see fit. I'll be responsible for providing you with meals and accommodation. I suppose you'd be fine with it, President Taylor."