Chapter 82


    Amelia would sometimese across Kelly when thetter was still the only daughter of the Parker


    Family. Kelly would always be indifferent toward Amelia and she ignored her, mostly due to her thinking


    that Amelia did not at all behave like the daughter of a wealthy household should, and only spent her


    days going crazy over men.


    "Mm."


    "What are you getting Yasmine for her birthday?"


    Not only would the presents be disyed at a conspicuous area of the Zorn Mansion, Yasmine was


    also a treasured daughter of the rich and powerful Zorn Family. They couldn''t just give her something


    that wasn''t up to her standard.


    "I am going to give her some cosmetics that I haven''t opened before."


    Amelia was stunned after hearing that. "That''s all?"


    "What more do I need to give? It is fine as long as there is a present. If one is too little, I will give her


    two sets, then."


    Amelia immediately gave her a thumbs-up and praised, "What a brave girl you are, Kendall! I bet even


    Alice wouldn''t do something like this."


    Alice was much more influential than Yasmine was in Orapolis. She wouldn''t just randomly give a set of


    cosmetics to Yasmine as a birthday present.


    People who were invited would usually brainstorm for an appropriate, expensive gift to give out.


    Pleasing Yasmine was equivalent to leaving a good impression with the Zorns. It would be a


    connection beneficial to have in terms of business.


    "She has never liked me because I am a vige girl to her. I bet she would still give me the cold


    shoulder even if I were to present her with a star I took from the sky. If that is the case, why should I still


    put effort into preparing a gift for her? Also, my cosmetics aren''t cheap. I got them from my mother."


    Amelia briefly pondered upon her friend''s words andughed. "I won''t put too much effort into preparing


    one as well, then. It is not like Yasmine will bother herself with me anyway. It should be sufficient for us


    to not go empty-handed."


    Yasmine would probably not even take a look at the presents Amelia and Kendall got her and have


    them immediately thrown away.


    Ronnie was in the car when he saw the two women approaching the car while happily chatting.


    Kendall was even pulling along a big baggage. When he saw that, he quickly got out of the car and


    went to her.


    Amelia happened to see the front view of his face then. She realized how he was quite familiar-looking,


    and yet she couldn''t seem to recall where she had seen his face before.


    "Hello, handsome," she greeted with a smile.


    There wasn''t a trace of emotion on his face as he ignored her words and dutifully took the luggage from


    Kendall.


    Seeing this, Amelia leaned next to Kendall''s ear and eximed in a hushed voice, "Hottie here turns


    out to be a cool guy, huh?"


    Kendall only casually asked, "Are you going to take a photo?"


    "But of course."


    Amelia then proceeded to whip out her phone and after finding a nice angle, she snapped a photo of


    Ronnie looking cool and all.


    He immediately red at her, but seeing as she was Kendall''s best friend, he held his temper and he


    stopped himself from crushing her phone.


    "Hey, handsome. Can I know your name?" Amelia smilingly asked after she got in the car.


    The man, however, didn''t say anything in return, prompting her to turn toward Kendall.


    Kendall could help but smile. "I won''t help you with something like this."


    Ronnie was a loyal bodyguard of Dn''s. Amelia might immediately guess his identity if Kendall were


    to tell her Ronnie''s name.


    Kendall still wasn''t sure if she wanted to tell Amelia about her rtionship with Dn.


    Amelia let out a smile as well, and she stopped asking too.


    After all, she didn''t know the names of most of the models of her photo collection.


    Soon, the car engine started, and they were on their way to the Taylor Residence.


    At the same time, Tom, his son and his secretary had been waiting for hours in the VIP room of the


    Coleman Empire Holdings. However, even if Dn had returned to thepany, Tom and the rest of


    them would still be denied from meeting Dn as long as they hadn''t gotten permission from the man


    himself.


    "Father, Master Dn probably won''t meet up with us!" Jackson grunted.


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    He was starting to get impatient from all the seemingly pointless waiting. He was tempted to go home


    and ask his mother why she had impulsively done something that wrecked the grand scheme he and


    Kelly had painstakinglye up with.


    "We have to keep waiting no matter what. Don''t you know what will happen to Whittle Holdings if we


    don''t properly exin ourselves to him?"


    As much as Tom was anxious about this whole situation, there was nothing else he could do about it.


    He had no choice but to unashamedly stick around here for the sake of Whittle Holdings. After a while,


    he went to the front desk to request for them to inform the higher ups about their presence, all in hopes


    of meeting Dn.


    Dn had too many secretaries that information needed to go through before it finally reached the


    man''s ear. After Toddy, the general secretary, received a report about the people who asked to meet


    Dn, he had to filter them out before Emma was to make a call to the president''s office via inte.


    Most of the time, those who wanted to see Dn had only been given permission after they had been


    carefully selected by Toddy.


    He was Dn''s trusted, capable assistant that held a high position in thepany. He was always


    someone who people highly sought after in the business world. In a way, he was the fallback n for


    people who failed to hitch a ride on Dn''s coattails.


    Unfortunately, as tempting as his coattails were, he didn''t allow just anyone to cling onto him.


    Dn was currently working in his office when he ced his signing pen back onto the table when


    fatigue hit. Leaning back into the swivel chair, he spun around a few times as he took his thoughts off


    from work.


    I wonder if that shameless woman has gotten home, he thought.


    He then reached out to pick up his phone from his work desk and give Kendall a call.


    It got through soon, but not only did she not pick up, she immediately rejected the call.


    Dn''s face swiftly turned ck at that.


    Kendall Parker, you are stupidly brave, aren''t you? How dare you reject my call?!


    Beep!


    Dn then received a new message from Kendall.


    He clicked into the message that she sent. It was only a short one that read, ''We are still on our way


    home, Dn. I am sorry, but it''s a little inconvenient for me to pick up your call for now.''


    Baffled, he thought to himself, Inconvenient for her to pick up?


    Is it because Amelia is in the car with her?


    Is she afraid to let her friend find out that she and I have a close rtionship?


    Am I so embarrassing that she can''t talk about me?


    I will settle the score with her at home tonight!


    Kendall didn''t know that her actions had, once again, angered her man.


    Still oblivious to that fact, she went on and brought Amelia back to the Taylor Residence with Ronnie.


    Thereafter, Ronnie sent Kendall back to the Coleman Mansion.


    Now that she was heading in the direction of her punisher, Kendall began to think of her 10,000 word


    self-reflection essay.


    She couldn''t seem to think of what to write, other than that she knew what she did wrong, and that she


    wouldn''t repeat her offense again. Am I supposed to quote the self-reflection essays that others have


    written?


    However, she used to do fairly average in hernguage subjects. Doing that might be an impossible


    feat after all.


    "He didn''t have any requirements on what the content of the essay should have, right? He only gave


    me a minimum word count," she muttered to herself.


    Just then, a brilliant idea came to her. Dn indeed did not tell her what to write. It seemed like all she


    had to do was reach the word count even if it might take her some time. I will just write it this way, then.


    And so, she started repeatedly writing ''Dn, I know I am in the wrong. I promise never to go fast when


    I drive from now on'' in a book.


    Kendall was done with her 10,000 word self-reflection essay by the time Dn came home in the


    evening.


    She waited for his arrival in the yard and as soon as she saw him being pushed in, she smilingly went


    to him while calling out, "Dn!" The bodyguard who was pushing the wheelchair habitually made


    space for her to push Dn all the way into the house.


    "Are you done with your 10,000 word self-reflection essay?"


    She quickly unted, "Yup! And it is not only 10,000 words. I went over the word count by 10 words. I


    counted it."


    He only turned his head and gazed at her without saying anything.


    After they entered the building, she supported him as she moved him to the couch. She then quickly


    brought the essay she had written over and passed it to him with anticipation. "Look, Dn. I am done


    writing it."


    He took the book from her hand, and he noticed that she had used up a few pages to write up her


    essay.


    "Did youe up with every word yourself?" His low voice rang out skeptically as he opened the used


    pages of the book that were folded. "I hope you didn''t copy someone else''s essay."


    "I sincerely know that I was wrong. I regret my actions and I am a changed woman. I poured all my


    feelings and brain juices into writing this for hours and hours. I didn''t copy anyone''s essay."