Chapter 467

Dylan rang the doorbell until the maid returned. He stopped pressing the doorbell button and let out a
smile, which frightened her and halted her footsteps.

He had always been an indifferent and difficult man to them. Even if he loved Kendall so much, his
gentleness was only shown to her as he remained cold in front of the rest.

Now that he flashed a smile at the maid, she was truly shocked.

"Chloe," greeted Dylan with a smile, which pulled her back to senses as she hurriedly came to him.

He stood beyond the gate with that fawning smile. "Chloe, did my father ask you to let me in?"

At the sight of the legendary Dylan Coleman's handsome face—this time with a smile—Chloe could
feel her heart racing despite her age. Still, she had to relay the words with heavy hearts. "Young Master
Dylan, Sir told you to return to where you came from. He said that it's easy to drive one away, but not
when to take someone back."

Dylan knew that his father-in-law was still angry at him. In fact, it was a breeze to take Kendall back.
Since she was currently in Eastfort, it took only one flight for him to bring her back. However, the couple
would have a hard time if he failed to seek forgiveness from his in-laws.

Noticing the drooping smile of his, Chloe felt sorry for him. "Young Master Dylan, Sir is still livid about it.
Why don't you come back a few days later? I'm sure his anger will be appeased when the time comes.
Plus, Young Mistress Kendall is out."

"Thank you, but could you relay my message to him? That I'll stay here until he lets me in. If he insists,



I'll stay for the night too."

The corner of Ronnie's lips twitched. He's going lengths for Young Mistress Coleman.

Chloe lifted her head at the scorching sun. "It's hot outside. You should return home, Young Master
Coleman. You can visit again when Sir calms down a few days later."

Still, Dylan did not budge an inch. Knowing that he had made up his mind about it, she decided to tell
him everything she heard. "Young Master Coleman, according to Madam, Sir wants to bring Young
Mistress Kendall back. He won't allow her to leave unless Old Madam Coleman visits and apologizes
personally."

As he fell into silence, Chloe turned around and entered the house. Ronnie glanced at the blazing sun
before looking at Dylan, who was already sweating.

Based on the weather, the temperature might rise over 104°F at noon. It was only 9.00AM, yet their
skin was burning from the heat. If Dylan stayed until the day ended, he would definitely be down by
heat stroke.

"Let's return to the company, Young Master Dylan. Work is piling up, awaiting you to settle. We haven't
settled the scores with the troublemakers, who caused all these, either," persuaded Ronnie.

"None of 'em will get away with this," commented Dylan indifferently as revenge was not a matter of
urgency.

Rather, seeking forgiveness from the in-laws to ensure his marriage life was of utmost priority.



"But President Parker is enraged. He won't let you in. Look at the sun. Your legs haven't fully recovered
yet. They'll hurt if you stand for too long. You might even suffer from a heat stroke. If Young Mistress
Coleman finds out about it, she'll be upset."

Dylan raised his hand, motioning Ronnie to stop. "Ronnie, you don't have someone you like, so you
don't know how I'm feeling right now. No matter how hot it is, and even if I faint, I'm staying here today."

Feeling helpless, Ronnie grabbed an umbrella from the car to hold it over Dylan.

"Stay away from me!" Dylan's expression darkened as he would not be able to suffer from a heat stroke
and make himself look pitiful in his in-laws' eyes that way.

"Young Master Coleman."

"What's wrong? Are you not going to listen to my orders anymore?"

"It's not like that." Ronnie lowered his head and kept the umbrella. After placing it in the car, he
returned to Dylan's side to persuade him again. "Young Master Coleman, if you're going to stay here,
have a seat."

"It's my leg day."

Ronnie was rendered speechless. We can never persuade him without Young Mistress Coleman
around.

Adam heard the situation from Chloe. He flicked the newspaper and said, "Let him be. Even if the heat
kills him, it's his own problem."



Charlotte parted her lips, but she did not say anything in the end. Chloe did not have the audacity to
utter a word either.

Old Madam Coleman has crossed the line that day. It must've been hard for Young Mistress Kendall
and it's only been a day. How would Sir possibly let her return to Coleman Residence?

The Kendall couple were in the air-conditioned room whereas Dylan and his bodyguards were suffering
from the heat by the gates.

Every single one of them were drenching in sweat, yet no one was able to dissuade Dylan.
Furthermore, how could they get into the car when he was standing under the hot sun? They had to do
the same.

The reporters, who were hiding in secrecy, witnessed the scene and did not know what to do. If they
took and released the pictures, it would enrage Dylan and the whole company would be done for; if
they kept quiet about it, it would be a waste to let such juicy news slip through their fingers.

Being a reporter had never been easy.

One of the culprits, who made Dylan suffer under the hot sun, was not having an easy time either.

The executives were rounded up in the conference room in Mendelson Group. Sitting in the middle was
the head of the Mendelson Family, Frank. He was staring at the jam-filled bread and cup of instant
coffee placed before him.



He asked Desmond to have Amelia prepare breakfast for him, and now he knew why Desmond dared
not tag along her up the stairs. Desmond could not stop her from giving Frank those.

In actuality, Frank had never eaten jammed bread nor drank instant coffee for his whole lifetime. To
make it worse, he especially informed the secretary to have Amelia bring the breakfast into the
conference room.

I must be out of my mind. Why did I expect her to prepare me a healthy and nutritious breakfast? I
didn't know that she would take this far.

The executives watched their president in silence, wondering how much longer was he going to stare
at that jammed bread.

"President Mendelson." The one who broke the awkward air was Frank's chief assistant, Chris. Not
only did he earn Frank's trust, they were also best friends.

Chris looked at him as he pointed at the food. "If you'd like to have your breakfast before the meeting,
please enjoy your meal. We can wait."

The executives nodded in ones and twos to show their willingness to wait. They had once pictured how
luxurious their president's breakfast would be, but it turned out to be what they had on a daily basis; the
food did not seem as good as theirs either.

Scowling, Frank grabbed the bread. "What the hell is this?"

"It's bread with jam, President Mendelson. Ms. Taylor brought it over for you a moment ago," answered
Chris.



Words failed Frank as he thought, Amelia Taylor! She must be doing this on purpose!

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