Chapter 20: What Doesn’t Belong To You Will Never Be Yours
Trapped By Tainted Love
Aliceâs eyes glinted with fear. Her left leg took half a step back, preventing her from retreating and forcing her to hold her ground.
No matter what, she was not going to show her timidity!
Rachel was pathetic. There was nothing for Alice to be scared of. She was certain that Rachel wouldnât lay a hand on her here. Otherwise, she would have a reason to get Rachel arrested, and she would get her revenge. Alice kept trying to embolden herself, staring directly into Rachelâs eyes. Right now, Rachel stood proudly in front of Alice. As a matter of fact, Alice was half a head taller than her at the moment because she was in high heels, but Rachel looked a lot more daunting that Alice.
âYouâre right about one thing, Alice,â Rachel said with a straight face. Aliceâs reflection was in her eyes.
At the moment, Alice didnât look very impressive. âWhat?â Alice stammered.
âWhat doesnât belong to you, shall never be yours.â Rachel grinned. Before Alice could react, Rachel shoved her away, and stormed out of the Sullivan Groupâs building. Meanwhile, Alice was left there, dumbfounded for a long time before she came to her senses.
Rachel just satirized her for coveting something that didnât belong to her!
Aliceâs face turned grim. She was clenching her hands so hard that her manicured nails dug into her palms. She then turned around, watching Rachel walk away from the building. Alice restrained her anger, and shouted, âRachel, Iâd like to see how long you can keep up your stubbornness!â
Changing Victorâs mind once he had made a decision was nigh impossible. The Bennet Groupâs bankruptcy was practically set in stone. Rachel was just wasting her time if she was going to keep on struggling! Alice took a deep breath, took out her phone and dialed a number. Moments later, the call connected. As she walked towards the elevator, she said, âMr. Aron, this is Alice. There are still some omissions in Bennet Groupâs debt list that I gave you before. Iâll sort out the latest list and send it to you via email. The mount of debt the Bennet Group has accumulated is around twenty million dollars.â
Once Aron had responded, Alice stepped into the elevator and replied, âYes. Mr. Sullivan has specifically instructed me that all the debts must be paid by Rachel alone. I believe something like this is a piece of cake for an outstanding lawyer like you to pull off.â
After leaving the Sullivan Group, Rachel didnât go home immediately. Instead, she went to an Internet cafe.
The cafe was located in a small building near the entrance of an alley. It was around thirty square meters, and was packed with more than ten computers. Although the ambiance wasnât good, it had one redeeming quality. The customers didnât have to show their IDs to rent a computer. It was around two in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day. Inside the dim Internet cafe, there were a few junior high school students who skipped classes to play computer games here, and only the sound what Doesn t Belong To You Will Never Be Yours of clicking keyboards and mouses could be heard.
Once Rachel had rented out a seat, she turned on the computer, bent down, and skilfully unplugged the network.
Moments later, she started tapping on the keyboard with an impressive speed. Consequently, the computer monitor turned black, and a series of codes appeared from the top of the screen going downwards someone After a while, a web page popped up. This was a forum. Additionally, this forum had no URL, for it was built on the dark web. Rachel casually checked the posts on the forum. If someone were to stand behind her and look at the monitor, that person would be shocked by the posts on this forum, and how calm Rachel was while looking through them. Any post that belonged to this forum could cause a real world turmoil if exposed. The purpose of this forum was for trading. Traders could post on the forum to make orders or vice versa. All kinds of orders existed in the forums. Anything that you could possibly imagine or anything beyond your imagination could be traded there. Here, even taking away someoneâs life was just a matter of money. Everything was literally labelled with a price tag. With the right price, any order could be accomplished. And because of the dark webâs identity protection and anonymity, neither of the two parties trading on the forum knew each otherâs identity. Your trading partner could be an outlaw, an international criminal police, or a hacker⦠much like Rachel. She stayed in the cafe for an hour and a half before she went back home.
In the villaâs living room, Andy and Abby had been waiting for Rachel. Ever since she left the house, they had been glancing at the door every half hour to see if she had come home.
At long last, Rachel had returned. As soon as she stepped into the house, Andy and Abby stood up at the same time and looked at her. âMiss Bennet, youâre back,â Abby greeted her, taking out Rachelâs slippers for her. Rachel nodded in response. For a moment, Abby hesitated and wondered how to ask Rachel about her meeting with Victor. But just tter a word, Andy chimed in. âMiss Bennet, what did Mr. Sullivan say?â
Once those words had been spoken, both Andy and Abby looked at Rachel, eagerly awaiting her response. Rachel cleared her throat, and she felt a bit uncomfortable because they were staring at her expectantly. She had intended to beat around the bush at first, but when she saw how eager they were, she felt too guilty to do so. Rachel touched the tip of her nose using her index finger, formulating the right words to say, so that she wouldnât sound perfunctory.
Since Rachel hadnât said anything, disappointment flashed through Andyâs eyes. âMiss Bennet, Mr.
Sullivan didnât agree, did he?â Upon hearing that, Rachel nodded. Although Andy had been mentally prepared for that answer, his heart still sank when he found out. However, he quickly adjusted his mood and forced a smile.
What Doesnât Belong To You Will Never Be Yours âDonât worry, Miss Bennet, for I will do everything I can to help you. If you donât have enough money to pay off your debts, Iâll also help you with that. Trust me, we can get through this ordeal together. If we canât pay off this debt until the day I die, Iâll ask my child, my grandchild, and future generations of my lineage to continue paying off your debt until itâs all paid off.â
Rachelâs heart skipped a beat again. âYes, Miss Bennet, I agree with Mr. Torres. And Iâll also help you.â
Abby nodded eagerly. Rachel smiled at them both. âOkay, Iâll keep that in mind.â Abby was worried about Rachel. She didnât want her to be sad, for she knew just how much Rachel loved Victor in the past.
However, he never reciprocated her love, and now, he was doing everything he could to drive Rachel into a corner. âAnyway, itâs time to prepare for dinner. What would you like to eat tonight?â Abby asked, changing the topic. âIâll eat whatever you cook. Iâm feeling a little sleepy at the moment, so Iâm going upstairs to take a nap.â âIn that case, Iâm going home to check some relative laws to figure out if thereâs another way to get us out of this ordeal,â said Andy. Rachel yawned, and it spawned tears in the corner of her eyes. âIf my memory serves me right, thereâs a complete collection of laws and regulations in my study. If you want, you can go to the study and help yourself. Itâll save you a lot of time,â she remarked.
Andyâs eyes widened in surprise. âA complete⦠collection?â he stammered. Rachel nodded firmly. âItâs on the leftmost bookshelf in the study. I assume itâs a complete collection, from the very first constitution until the present day.â Andy was dumbfounded to hear that.