Chapter 337


    Adman nodded, feeling relieved. Luckily, his son-inw listened to him.


    After they talked about some business, it was already time to get off work. Dn bid goodbye to Adam


    and was ready to pick his little fairy up to have dinner at the Dynasty Hotel.


    Adam sent him out of his office and called his daughter over, reminding her to take good care of Dn.


    When the couple entered the elevator, Kendall started to be cheeky and said, "My parents always


    forget that I''m their biological daughter whenever they see you."


    Hearing that, Dn praised himself. "That''s because everybody loves me," he said.


    "Haha! That''s right. Everybody loves you, and you attract all the girls. I have a bunch of rivals."


    "My rivals are not less than yours." His one sentence made herugh cheekily.


    "We… Fine, that makes us even."


    He then reached out his hand and flicked her forehead softly. "If our future child is like you, it''ll definitely


    be a little mischievous baby."


    "It has to be like me! Otherwise, it won''t be cute if it''s as cold as you."


    Hearing that, he had noeback. After all, he probably preferred a cheerful kid over a boring, cold


    child. Okay, all our children should be like her. I like that!


    On the other hand, a perturbed Amelia got out of the car and followed the Mendelson Family''s security


    into the luxurious house.


    She was under house arrest by Frank previously, so she had trauma from this house.


    Why is Frank looking for me? These days, she didn''t even meet Frank anymore and wouldn''t take his


    pictures secretly.


    Joshua led Amelia into the house and turned his head to look at her asionally before saying politely,


    "Pleasee in, Ms. Taylor."


    Desmond came out from inside quickly. "Why are you sote?"


    "Ms. Taylor was not at home," Joshua exined.


    They had asked Sophia and obtained Amelia''s whereabouts from her. Then, they drove around for


    some time to look for the woman, so they came backte.


    After hearing his exnation, Desmond didn''t say anything else. He forced a smile and told the


    perturbed Amelia, "Ms. Taylor, don''t be afraid. Our master has invited you here to ask you for a favor."


    Desmond spoke up. "You can rest now. I''ll bring Ms. Taylor inside."


    Joshua felt d that Desmond would be bringing Amelia inside, for he was afraid of being scolded by


    Frank since they werete. He took the opportunity and quickly left.


    When Amelia saw him leaving so quickly, she thought, Even his security is afraid of him. I can tell he''s


    difficult to please. She really had the nerve to take photos of Frank secretly previously.


    "Pleasee in, Ms. Taylor." Desmond forced another smile and invited her inside.


    Seeing that, her grip on her bag tightened. She then replied to him with a weak smile before following


    him into the house.


    Since she had been invited here, there was no way she could get away from this. No matter how afraid


    she was, she needed to bite the bullet and meet Frank.


    What surprised her was that when she entered the house, she saw Frank drawing in front of an easel.


    His concentrated look was very attractive.


    What was wrong with his face, though?


    Desmond walked over to him and said respectfully, "Master, Ms. Taylor is here."


    Frank''s hand didn''t stop drawing. There was an iciness on his slightly swollen face, and he said coldly,


    "Why are you sote?"


    "Joshua said that they went to the Taylor Residence, but Ms. Taylor wasn''t home. As such, they


    needed to go out and look for her. By the time they located her and brought her here, it was already


    late."


    Frank didn''t say anything. After a while, he said calmly, "Let Ms. Taylor sit down. Bring her some tea


    and snacks before you leave."


    "Understood."


    Listening to their conversation made Amelia even more nervous.


    As soon as Desmond left, Frank and her were the only ones left in the spacious hall.


    Desmond gave her some tea and snacks politely, but how could she dare to eat and drink casually?


    Sitting on the single-seater couch already made her ufortable.


    At first, she only dared to peek at Frank. Gradually, she stood up carefully and walked over to him


    sneakily, wanting to see what he was drawing that made him so focused. He hadn''t even looked at her


    since she came in.


    Frank didn''t look at her, but he knew that she was moving.


    "If you want to see it, just do it. Why be sneaky like a thief?" he said ironically.


    When Amelia heard that, her actions came to a halt immediately. "P-President Mendelson, I…" He has


    already exposed me, so why should I still be afraid?


    At this thought, she didn''t stutter anymore. She plucked up some courage before walking over to him


    bluntly and standing behind him to see his painting.


    As soon as she saw his painting, she was shocked. She pointed at it and said, "President Mendelson,


    this little girl that you''re drawing looks a lot like Kendall! It''s very obvious at first nce." The simrities


    are uncanny!


    Frank didn''t look at her or answer her. He just continued drawing the picture of his daughter seriously.


    At this moment, Amelia took out her phone habitually. But when she recalled the traumatic experience,


    she put her phone back in her bag. I can''t take a picture! This man is not to be messed with.


    "Do you think this child looks like Kendall?" he suddenly asked.


    "Very. It looks like it was molded from Kendall''s face. In fact, it''s like a mini version of her."


    Hearing that, Frank suddenly smiled.


    Even though his face was still swollen, affecting his handsomeness, his smile dazed Amelia. She felt


    that he looked better when he smiled, but maybe it was because he always had a stern face on.


    "This is Kendall and my daughter. Her nickname is Baby Girl, and her full name… I still haven''t thought


    about it yet. I''ll check the bookster and give her a nice and meaningful name."


    At this moment, Amelia was inplete shock. Her bag even slid down from her hand. Thud! The


    things in her bag fell onto the floor as it made a loud noise.


    "P-Pre…" She was so surprised that she couldn''t even say aplete sentence.


    Frank and Kendall''s daughter?! When did Kendall give birth to Frank''s child? She didn''t know this at all.


    Ever since she became good friends with Kendall, there was nothing that they wouldn''t tell each other.


    Kendall only kept her marriage to Dn from her.


    "Our daughter is really adorable, right?" Frank put down the brush and turned to ask Amelia.


    "Would it be better if she looked like Kendall? Do you see any features of our baby girl that look like


    me?" He still hoped that the child had some features that looked like him.


    Meanwhile, Amelia was so shocked that her mind went nk. She couldn''t even make up a sentence


    and say anything.


    Frank didn''t care whether she was answering him or not. He just took the painting down from the easel.


    He had drawn his baby girl countless times. Naturally, he was bing better at it.


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    After looking at his painting, he rolled it up and then turned around, giving it to Amelia.


    "Ms. Taylor, you''re good friends with Kendall. I think you''d want to be our baby girl''s godmother. I''ll give


    this painting to you."


    Hearing that, she was speechless. Godmother?


    If Kendall really had a baby, of course she would want to be the baby''s godmother! The question was,


    where was her goddaughter? If she wanted to be a godmother, she needed to see the child first! Would


    the child like her as her godmother?