Chapter 169: Chapter 169

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 169 by Adolf Dunne After parting ways with Roger, Rachel eventually went back to Sue Garden. As soon as she entered the living room, she noticed that something that looked like a snow white ball was running towards her. Then, it rubbed her ankle and called softly. “Meow. Meow.” Seeing this, Rachel bent down and picked up the fluffy cat. At the same time, the servant appeared, catching her breath. When she saw that Rachel was already holding the cat, she looked worried.

“Miss Bennet, I’m so sorry. It escaped from the cage…” “It’s okay. Anyway, have you taken it to the vet?”

“Yes. It has already been vaccinated against rabies but still have one shot left. Miss Bennet, please give me the cat. It has one more shot to take before completing the dosage of the vaccination.

If it gets angry and managed to scratch you, Lukas won’t spare me.” “Meow…” The kitten suddenly nestled in Rachel’s arms obediently. It was as if it understood what the servant said and tried to prove its meekness in front of her. Rachel raised an eyebrow and let out a faint smile. She realized that this cat was indeed smart.

However, even if it seemed that it didn’t pose any danger, Rachel knew that the servant was right.

Although the cat wouldn’t scratch or bite her, she was still pregnant. It was better to be extra cautious in everything. Therefore, she gently handed the cat over to the servant. “Miss Bennet, you are back.” As Lukas went downstairs, the servant gave him a brief report. Then, he just nodded and proceeded to ask Rachel, “Have you given the medicine to Mr. Sullivan?”

“Yes.” Looking at the little cat in the servant’s arms, Rachel felt a little warm in her heart. She didn’t know what kind of cat it was, but its white hair felt so soft. Once it curled up, it looked like a snowball. She couldn’t help herself, so she slightly reached out and pinched the cat’s cute little paw. “Lukas, I already ate before coming home. I want to go upstairs for now and rest. You don’t have to wake me up for lunch.”

“I see. Please rest well.”

Lukas nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked, “Miss Bennet, did Mr. Sullivan feel better after taking the medicine?” “Well, I suppose so.” “Suppose? What do you mean?” Lukas furrowed his brows. “Didn’t you give the medicine to him yourself?” “No. I didn’t have to. I gave the medicine to the receptionist and asked her to bring it up to him,” Rachel explained. “What’s wrong? Is something the matter? If you are worried about him, you can call Ivan and ask about it.”

Lukas actually thought that their meeting might have not gone well, but it turned out that they didn’t even see each other at all. Lukas then shook his head and answered reluctantly, “Nothing. I was just asking.

Anyway if you suddenly feel like eating, just tell me so that I can ask the servants to reheat the food. You can have it when you finished resting.” “Okay then. Thank you.”

In the conference room on the twelfth floor of the Sullivan Group building, the entire room was filled with absolute silence. No one dared to speak or even make a sound. They glanced at Victor’s cold and domineering face. Everyone was afraid to make any direct eye contact with him.

At the same time, the CFO was so nervous that he swallowed hard. His eyes were fixed on the budget report in Victor’s hands. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he waited for Victor’s reaction. Only a minute had passed, but it felt as if a century had already gone by.

Bam!

Closing the folder hard, Victor looked at the CFO with his cold eyes and asked, “Is this the final version?”

“Mr. Sullivan, I’ll check and modify it right now.” “You gave it to me, knowing that you will still need to modify it? This is pure garbage!” In his anger, Victor threw the folder hard straight into the CFO’s face.

“Redo it! I don’t care how long your whole department will work overtime today. I want to see a good budget report first thing tomorrow morning! If you can’t do it, then get the hell out of my company!”

The CFO’s face was seriously hurt when the folder flew right in his face. But regardless of the pain, he quickly said, “Yes, sir. We’ll redo it at once.” A touch of impatience appeared in Victor’s eyes. “You only have one chance. When I see such rubbish again, you don’t have to come back again! Now, get out!”

The senior executives’ faces turned pale. Hearing this, they didn’t dare to delay revising the report. They immediately stood up and left the meeting room without looking back.

Standing outside the meeting room, Ivan peeked at Victor’s furious and sullen face, wondering what could have happened earlier today. ‘Didn’t he meet Miss Bennet this morning? What happened? Why is he in such a bad mood? Did they quarrel again?’ “Ivan.” His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Victor called him. “Yes, sir. What can I do for you?” Ivan walked in quickly. Raising his eyes, Victor stood up and ordered, “Clear up everything in my schedule for this afternoon and evening.”

“But in the afternoon, you have a meeting with…” Before he could finish his sentence, Ivan felt a surge of pressure when Victor stared straight into his eyes. With a deep sigh in his heart, he gave up and said, “Yes, sir. I’ll make the arrangements quickly.” Without saying a word, Victor stood up and walked out of the meeting room. He took his car keys and made his way to the underground garage.

About five minutes later, the Maybach sped out of the garage, leaving the company premises. An hour later, it arrived Crown Club. After he got Victor’s phone call, Carson rushed over to meet him. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Victor sitting on the sofa, drinking red wine from a huge glass. “Wow. I never thought you would drink alone here one day.”

Seeing Carson arrive, Victor didn’t say anything and just continued drinking. When Carson walked up to him, he raised his eyebrows and saw that there were already three empty wine bottles on the table. It was not the first time for him to see someone drink this much, but it was definitely the first time for him to see this from Victor, who actually had a stomach problem. Moreover, he had been seriously injured. But after he was treated without having any anesthesia, he went to a board meeting.

Previously, he had always restrained himself from consuming alcohol and cigarettes. Thus, when he was about to open another bottle of wine, Carson stopped him and asked, “Hey, buddy. Did you call me to come here just to watch you drink?” “If you don’t want to just watch, then drink with me.” “Of course I will drink. But I have to ask you something before you get wasted and pass out on me.” Hearing his slightly mocking tone, Victor looked at him coldly.

Carson then poured himself a glass of wine and said with a wicked smile, “According to what I know, people with stomach problems like you are most likely to suffer from diseases later, especially after drinking a few entire bottles of wine like this. Well, you’re smart enough to know that as well. If you’re doing this deliberately, should I already send you to the hospital or the crematorium?” As soon as he finished speaking, Victor swung his fist at his face.

Bam!

“Fuck!” Carson was hit in his cheek. In an instant, half of his face went numb, red, and swollen.

“You’re so talkative! If you don’t want to drink, then get the hell out of here.” Carson rubbed his face a couple of times to relieve the pain. Fortunately for him, he had never gotten his face done. Otherwise, the artificial parts would have been smashed by Victor’s fist. Carson sat down, drank up the glass of wine, and put his hand on the armrest lazily. “You violent bastard. Tell me what happened to you. Why are you so upset?”

Hearing Carson’s foul mouth, Victor cast a cold glance at him again. Carson suddenly felt Victor’s dangerous stare, so be moved slightly father from him. “If you won’t tell me, then I’ll just guess.” Ignoring him, Victor opened another bottle of wine and poured it in his glass. “Does it have anything to do with Rachel?” While gently shaking his glass, Carson looked at Victor and raised an eyebrow. At the same time, Victor’s hand stopped moving.

Upon hearing Rachel’s name, his eyes became deeper and colder. Although he had drank so much already, the memory that he had been suppressing resurfaced again. Then, he heard Rachel’s voice in his head. “I can have any man I want, whenever I want!” “Victor, you bastard!” “Screw you!” “When you die, my baby will be happy to call another man his father!”

“Lukas, don’t mention his name. I’m not interested in him.” Perhaps, he already had too much alcohol that Rachel’s words felt like sharp knives piercing through his heart. It was so painful that Victor felt like he was unable to breathe. “Carson…” Victor lowered his voice. “I think I might have fallen in love with Rachel.”