Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 130 by Adolf Dunne

The second Rachel stepped into the living room, a gust of wind blew past her. Night had fallen, clouds were looming in the sky, and she could hear the sound of rumbling thunder. Lukas asked with concern, “Ma’am, are you alright?” “Huh?” Rachel sounded confused. “Why do you ask? I’m fine.”

‘Aside from being flummoxed by Victor’s behavior today,’ she thought to herself. Upon noticing that she was acting like her usual self, Lukas was relived. “That’s good to hear. By the way, Miss Bennet, what would you like for dinner tonight? I’ll ask the chef to prepare it for you.” “I’m good with whatever you decide.

I’m a little tired, Lukas. I’m heading upstairs to take a nap first,” she replied. Lukas nodded, and Rachel went upstairs to her bedroom to catch some sleep. She didn’t wake up until it was nine in the evening. At this time, Lukas knocked on her door. “Ma’am, are you awake?” he asked. “I am.” Rachel got up to open the door.

“Is dinner ready?” With a gentle smile, Lukas replied, “It’s already nine, ma’am. I didn’t want to disturb your sleep, but dinner has already gotten cold. I’ll ask the cook to prepare another batch for you.” “Thanks, Lukas.” “Oh, and ma’am? Would you like to have dinner here in your room or go downstairs in the dining room?” Lukas asked. Rachel was a bit surprised to finally realize that the bodyguards outside her door were now gone.

Suddenly, it dawned on her that she didn’t see them when she went back to her bedroom a few hours ago either. Noticing her confusion, Lukas explained, “Mr. Sullivan said that as long as you’re well behaved, you can leave your room as you please, but you may not leave the Sue Garden’s premises.” ‘He wants me to behave?

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my tolerance of his overbearing attitude today wasn’t for nothing.’ With that in mind, she adjusted her mood and nodded at Lukas. 1 “I’ll go downstairs to have dinner in a bit,” she said. “Very well, ma’am,” Lukas replied. “I’ll head to the kitchen and tell the cook to prepare your dinner at once. For the time being, you can rest a little longer.” Afterwards,

phone, and looked for Andy’s number. Victor only permitted her to move freely within the Sue Garden, but she knew that he

couldn’t just sit here and do nothing. 2 Seconds later, she

what he should do. “Should we call a doctor? What if something bad happens?” The waiter got worried as well. Both of them knew that if something were to happen to Victor in here, the whole club would suffer the consequences. “But Mr. Sullivan gave strict orders

meantime, keep an eye on him. If anything happens, report to me immediately.” After that, the manager glanced at the door again, took out his phone, and went back to the lobby. When the manager called, Carson

the music. “Mr. Scott, I’m really sorry for bothering you at this time of the night, but we really don’t know what to do anymore,” said the manager in an anxious tone. “Mr. Sullivan is here in the club tonight. Our employee found him looking very exhausted. He doesn’t look very well. We’ve thought about calling him a doctor, but he refused

we haven’t heard anything from him.” 1 Upon hearing that, Carson knitted his brows. ‘This is rare. Why is Victor drinking alone?” he thought to himself. “If he told you not to enter the room, I’d advise you to do as you’re told.” Carson glanced at his watch, and then at the entrance of the building. There was still no one coming out. He was the revered son of the Scott family. People normally waited for him, but now, he was here, waiting for a woman who had

for the important documents in her possession, he wouldn’t have waited for her this long As those thoughts troubled Carson, it infuriated him even more. “But, sir… It’s been two hours since we last heard from Mr. Sullivan! I’m afraid that something might’ve happened to him. We’re too afraid of breaking in without his permission. But I think he wouldn’t mind if you go

to watch his behavior around him, for he knew just how capricious Victor could be. ‘If I were to break in, I wouldn’t even be able to ask him if he’s alright. Victor will probably throw me out of the room, and then the next day, he’ll exile me from the

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