Desmond instantly rushed downstairs.
The bodyguards exchanged awkward looks with each other and followed suit upon noticing that
Desmond was very concerned about Amelia's safety.
The group of men were in such a hurry that they created quite a loud commotion that Frank, who was
in the study room, frowned as he headed to the window to look outside.
There were three windows in his study room; one was on the left of the room, the other on the right of
the room, and the last one was behind him. The reason for this design was so that he could look out of
the window and enjoy the view outside anytime to ease his weariness.
At that moment, Frank stood in front of the window that faced the backyard.
The backyard was peppered with street lamps as both the front and backyard were lit up very brightly.
Unaffected, he continued to enjoy the delightful night view.
He saw Amelia, who had just fled his study room, accidentally barging into the wolfhounds' territory.
Though the wolfhounds were extremely vicious, they were normally fed and cared for by specific
handlers. Therefore, they would not usually attack at random as they were well-trained.
However, this only applied to the people staying at Mendelson Residence. Since the wolfhounds had
been reared for a few years now, they were naturally familiar with everyone in the household. Now that
they suddenly encountered an unfamiliar figure, they assumed the person to be an intruder. As such,
as soon as they saw Amelia, they instantly chased after her.
Amelia had never encountered such vicious wolfhounds in her entire life. The pet dogs she had at
home were miniature breeds that were rather tame.
Frightened, she was now faced with several wolfhounds that were unleashed, so she turned around
instantly and ran for her life!
The wolfhounds were even more convinced that she was an intruder as soon as they saw her running
from them after which they tailed her relentlessly.
Amelia shouted for help as she ran for her life. At that moment, she would rather have Frank carve a
flower at the back of her hand than to be chased by a pack of wolfhounds to be ripped apart.
Frank is a madman! Why did he rear such vicious and humongous wolfhounds without even keeping
them on a leash?
She had heard of wolfhounds devouring humans when they were in a starved state.
Meanwhile, Frank did not stop the wolfhounds from chasing after Amelia despite seeing her in such a
flustered state. On the other hand, he seemed to relish the sight of that. Furthermore, he quite happily
recorded some video footage of her flustered state while being chased relentlessly by the wolfhounds.
"Ah!" Amelia stumbled and fell to the ground, hurting her quite badly. However, she could not bother
about the pain as she quickly got up and continued her run. Recalling all the hours she had spent on
her daily workouts, she was thankful that she was swift on her feet and managed to escape the jaws of
the wolfhounds without suffering any bitemarks.
Still, after falling to the ground, she was held up and the wolfhounds caught up to her despite getting up
immediately. The leader of the pack suddenly leaped at her and pounced on her back. The humongous
wolfhound landed on her and Amelia found herself back on the ground again.
Still, after falling to the ground, she was held up and the wolfhounds caught up to her despite getting up
immediately. The leader of the pack suddenly leaped at her and pounced on her back. The humongous
wolfhound landed on her and Amelia found herself back on the ground again.
Just as she thought that she would be ripped apart by the wolfhounds, there was suddenly a whistle
coming from behind before she felt the weight behind her lift. The wolfhound that had pounced on her
finally released its hold on her clothes from his jaws and jumped off her body.
The handler in charge of the wolfhounds ran over quickly and he whistled as he ran in their direction.
Shortly after that, the wolfhounds raced toward the handler and circled him.
"Ms. Taylor!" Desmond rushed over with the bodyguards.
The wolfhound handler stopped whistling and came over with the wolfhounds.
"Desmond, who's she? Why did she provoke the wolfhounds? I went for a short toilet break and found
them all gone," the handler asked Desmond.
Fortunately, he came out earlier and noticed the wolfhounds all gone, prompting him to search for them
immediately. Otherwise, the girl on the ground would definitely have sustained serious injuries from
being bitten by them.
The wolfhounds were well-fed, so they were never starved. They would not generally attack for food,
but their innate nature would result in them severely injuring the girl on the ground.
"Ms. Taylor is our master's guest." Desmond gave a brief reply and quickly stepped forward to help
Amelia up from the ground.
Amelia's clothes on her lower back were torn from being shredded by the wolfhound and her skin was
revealed.
Desmond then turned around and instructed one of the bodyguards, "Remove your top and give it to
Ms. Taylor."
The man agreed and took off his top before handing it to Desmond.
Subsequently, Desmond took the top and handed it to Amelia while saying, "Ms. Taylor, your clothes
are torn. Take this and cover up."
"Desmond…" Suddenly, Amelia clung tightly to his arm and burst into tears.
She had been thoroughly frightened out of her wits; had the handler or Desmond arrived one second
later than they had, she would not have lived to see tomorrow's sun.
Desmond felt slightly uncomfortable as Amelia clung to his arm and sobbed. He realized that she had
suffered a harrowing ordeal and he could not exactly shove her aside at the moment, so he awkwardly
watched as she cried. In the meantime, he also remembered to cover Amelia's back with the
bodyguard's top.
Amelia sobbed for a short while before she finally collected herself. Perhaps it was the fright or
excessive running, she found herself wobbly on her feet.
She stopped crying and let go of Desmond's arms abashedly. Subsequently, she clutched the top
tightly against herself and made sure that her lower back was covered to prevent it from being
exposed.
"Ms. Taylor, are you okay?"
"I was frightened out of my wits, Desmond! Do you think that I would be fine after such an ordeal?"
Amelia lifted her hand to wipe her tears.
Even a grown man would be frightened beyond words to be chased by several wolfhounds, what more
to say a helpless lady like her. As such, Desmond could certainly empathize with her.
"Yes, yes. I forgot to tell you that we have several wolfhounds reared in the backyard as we need them
to guard the compound. They are familiar with the people in this house, so they don't usually come
chasing after any of us here. I guess they were triggered by an unfamiliar face…"
Apologetic, he added, "I'm really sorry for giving you such a fright, Ms. Taylor."
Generally, even when there were guests over, they would not usually wander off the backyard alone, so
Desmond had never considered the situation of a guest being pursued by the wolfhounds ever
occurring.
For Amelia's case, she had to escape from Frank's clutches and avoid having a random flower carved
on the back of her hand. She ran out without his permission, so she had no way of getting out of
Mendelson Residence at all to begin with. Freaking Frank has been sending his men to invite me over
every day!
In order to prevent her parents from worrying unnecessarily, she had been waiting outside for the
Mendelson bodyguards to come and get her. At night, Ronnie would be the one who escorted her back
home.
At Mendelson Residence, Frank had ordered her around like a maid and she was expected to do
everything. Despite fulfilling his requests, he would always find fault with it. Even if she completed her
tasks perfectly, he would always be able to come up with some criticism.
Sometimes, Amelia was so tempted to beat up the 'devil' while his feet were still hurt and he remained
immobile. If it was not because of his despicable action, she would not have run off in a haste and went
into an unknown direction, which landed her into a trap of wolfhounds. I almost got ripped into pieces,
God dammit!
Desmond noticed the resentful look in Amelia's face and he lamented about it to himself too, Master's
gone too far. He keeps asking for Ms. Taylor every single day, yet he keeps coming up with different
ways to make life tough for her. Just like what happened earlier! Master must have known and seen all
about it; he could have just whistled from the window to prevent her from being pounced on and she
wouldn't have holes in her shirt now.
"Ms. Taylor, I'm so sorry. I feel extremely bad about this."
"Desmond, it's not your fault."
In reality, Amelia had received great care in private from Desmond and she was very thankful for his
kindness. As such, his repeated apologies managed to diffuse her anger slightly because she realized
that it was not actually his fault.
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