Love Knows No Bounds

Dylan didn't bother correcting him. The baby wasn't even born yet, and he was already insisting on being her godfather. No matter how many times he tried to correct him, Frank wouldn't listen. "Kendall wants me to tell you Amelia's coming back this evening. If you make it to the airport, you might run into her. No guarantees because Kendall doesn't know which flight she's on or where she's going to land. If you can run into her, then I suppose fate is smiling at you. If you don't, well…"

Frank stood up and turned to leave. "Fate will smile at us and I will run into her. Time to leave now. You guys go back to your flirting. But really, you should stop. It's been a while since you got married, so cool it with the display of affection. There are single people here."

Dylan sneered. "So? If I wanted to, I could've gone on a whole PDA show."

Frank was already at the doorway. "I'll be there for the wedding. Tell her to toss the bouquet at me. I'd love to have some luck in love," said Frank.

Dylan grunted. He wouldn't toss the bouquet to Frank and preferred to go with the flow. A lot of his cousins and brothers were still single as well. If he wanted to share his luck in love, he would be considering them first.

Amos was relieved to see Frank coming out so fast. He approached Frank and smiled. "I'll show you the way out."

"It's alright, Amos. I know where the way out is. You do what you have to do." Frank was in a good mood. He had a smile on his face, but he was walking quickly. Even before he finished his reply, he was already a few yards away.

Amos was following him, but soon enough, he stopped. He could see Frank was in a hurry, so he told someone else to lead him out, just in case he got lost.

Once out of the house, Frank waved at his bodyguards. "We're going home." A small motorcade left Coleman Residence.

Half an hour later, Frank arrived at his house, and he called for Desmond right away.

"Sir, you're back." Desmond trotted up to him. First, he took a good look at Frank. He looked like he was in a hurry, but he seemed to be in a good mood. Did Dylan agree to the proposal?

"Gather everyone around. We're going to the airport." Frank went into the house as he spoke.

Confused, Desmond asked, "Why, sir?" Oh, wait. He smiled. "She's back, isn't she? You're going to welcome her?" Frank was a dramatic man. Every time he went out, he would bring a few bodyguards along, but not once did he take all of them along, and just to welcome someone. He must really love her, Desmond thought happily. Soon we'll be having a wedding in the family. Amos won't be the only one witnessing a wedding.

The happiness only lasted for a second as he was reminded of Amelia's aversion to Frank. We'd be lucky if Master Frank gets a partner next year. This year? Forget it.

"She'll be back today, but we have no idea which airport she'll land at, nor do we have any details of her flight. It's a game of chance, and I'm going to increase my chances as much as I can. If I have my men keeping an eye on all the exits, I bet I can find her."

I see. Desmond said at once, "I'll gather everyone who has seen Ms. Taylor before. We'll make sure she won't slip through our fingers."

Frank grunted and went upstairs.

Desmond was still following him. He asked, "Why are you going upstairs, sir?"

"I have to be prepared. Get changed, get shaved, and all that. I want her to see me at my best."

"No. You want her to feel for you. If she sees you looking so harried and fragile all because of her, she's going to be moved. No one wouldn't be if they knew someone's been skipping out on meals and sleep just for them."

Besides, it's not like she has no feelings for the master. She just can't get over something. Frank was at fault. He was obsessed with Kendall in the past and wouldn't let her go. Amelia saw the whole process of it. That alone made courtship ten times harder for him, and Frank was not nice to Amelia for a period of time. That was putting it lightly. If Amelia was someone to hold a grudge against, Frank would have a hard time wooing her. I told him not to do it, but he wouldn't listen.
"Sir, you're back." Desmond trotted up to him. First, he took a good look at Frank. He looked like he was in a hurry, but he seemed to be in a good mood. Did Dylan agree to the proposal?