Kendall's Sacrifice novel Chapter 486

Chapter 486

Once at the company, Dylan video-called Kendall. "Hey, honey."

"Hi," she happily replied. "At work?"

"Yeah. Gotta work overtime so that I can pick you up myself. Once I'm done with my work, I'll head over to bring you home." And stay at Eastfort for a few days with you.

"Don't overwork yourself," she reminded. "Or I'm going to spank you when I get back."

Dylan smiled. "I know what I'm doing, but I'm still happy you care about me so much."

"You dummy." Nobody likes getting nagged. At least, I don't.

"Are you outside?"

"Yeah. Since I'm staying here for a bit anyway, I figured I could find some business partners."

And see if I can get some deals. I need results to show I'm better than Kelly. She made her way up step by step, too, but she was raised as the heiress. She has a better education than I do.

Aside from that, Kelly was more daring and experienced than Kendall was. She might have been reborn, but she had no experience in business in her previous life, so she had to start from scratch. "Eric is willing to work with me." She would share any good news she had with her husband. "But there's no sense of achievement in that. Everyone knows I saved Scott. Eric working with us is something done out of gratitude." However, she wasn't stubborn. A deal was a deal, so she took it anyway.

"So, how is the negotiation going with everyone else? There are a lot of circuit board manufacturers in Eastfort. The competition's stiff, and you're an outsider. Be careful, okay? Your competitors might come after you."

Dylan gave her some tips. The business world was a war zone, and some businessmen preferred dirty tricks. He wasn't by her side at the moment, so all he could do was remind her of the risks.

She smiled. "One of the Fords is with me. Nobody's going to attack me. Besides, I'm competing fair and square. Not like I'm using any privilege."

After she went through her own company's strengths, she thought Parker Corporation was one of the top circuit board manufacturers around. They were branching out recently, though their main business was still circuit board production.

A smile tugged on Dylan's lips. "I see I'm worried for nothing. You're an important guest of the Fords. Nobody's going to pull a fast one on you."

"An electrical appliance company is interested in a partnership. I've seen it. Its scale is fine. It'd be a big partnership if this works."

"Do your best, honey!" he encouraged.

"Thank you, darling." She gave him a sweet smile.

And the sight of her beaming smile made him gulp. He wanted to pull her into his embrace and kiss her a thousand times.

"So, are you calling me because you miss me, or is it for something else?"

"Both."

Kendall asked curiously, "What is it? Good news or bad news?"

"Mom says she wants a grandchild. You tell me."

She paused for a moment before asking, "So… how did you answer?"

"I told her we aren't gonna have a kid in the nearest future."

"Did she curse me?"

Just because Emily didn't go down hard on her, that didn't mean she accepted her. She knew the Colemans only accepted her because they loved Dylan deeply. Part of that was her fault, too.

She had to learn how to change. Just because she was loved by Dylan, that didn't mean she could just ignore her in-laws. She had to live with them for life. Zero communication was impossible.

"No. I told her about our situation, and she's been understanding since. I told her to nag Yoseph and Matthew if she wants grandchildren." She can't just nag me alone.

Kendall chuckled. "They're gonna fight you if they find out."

"Hey, I've been shouldering everything for a long time. It's about time they help me out."

They flirted for a while before Kendall reluctantly ended the call. She didn't want to use too much of Dylan's time.

At the same time, Jane entered the Dynasty Hotel while holding a bouquet. A beautiful lady like her holding a bouquet was something that attracted everyone's eyes. She went straight to the reception and asked, "Is Mr. Coleman in?"

The receptionist asked, "May I have your name, miss? And why do you wish to see Mr. Coleman?"

Jane placed the bouquet on the counter. Proudly, she replied, "Ninety-nine roses. All for him."

The receptionist looked at the bouquet. Politely, she said, "Miss, I'm sorry, but I can't let you in. Please go home."

Yoseph had a lot of admirers, but this was the first time someone gave him flowers. He's a guy. No way he likes flowers.

Jane persisted. "I just wanna give him these flowers and have a little chat. I know where his office is. I'm just not sure if he's in at the moment."

The receptionist was in a dilemma.

"Wait. Are you keeping it a secret because a lot of women have given him flowers?" Jane suddenly questioned.

The receptionist smiled. "You're the first, miss." Everyone else gives him neckties, watches, and shirts. Some even give him cars. But Mr. Coleman is rich enough to afford everything, so he refused all their gifts.

The Colemans had fifteen young, successful men in the family. A lot of women thought they had a good chance of marrying one of them, but all the men had impossibly high standards in their choice of women. Aside from Yasmine going after Dylan relentlessly, none of the other fourteen young men was embroiled in any scandal. However, Yasmine failed to make Dylan fall for her in the end, and the one who did it was Kendall. Oh, how I envy her.

"I bet nobody else would do this, huh?" Which makes me the first. "Fine, it's alright. I'll call him instead." She was in a hurry, and she'd hate to put the receptionist in a hard place. And so, she called Yoseph herself.

And he picked it up right away. "Sup, Feisty?"

"I'm right in front of your hotel's reception."

"You want me to pick you up?"

"Oh, so you're in?"

He chuckled lightly. "You came without finding out my itinerary?"

"Yep," Jane admitted.

"I'm in my office. Are you coming up yourself, or do you want me to pick you up?"

"I'm going up." With that, she hung up.

Yoseph wanted to say something, but it was too late. With resignation in his voice, he said, "Man, you're always in a hurry. At least let me finish." If this was something urgent, you'd drive me crazy with that attitude of yours.