Captivation: Want Nothing But You

"If you can't do it, I'll give someone else that position of yours" Victor said with a stern face.

After hearing him say that, the incumbent planning director's face paled.

Hurriedly, he said, "Mr.Sullivan, I promise I'll hand in a perfect proposal before you get off work today."

Afterwards, he hurried towards the door clumsily carrying all the documents.

Just when he was about to open the door of the office, Ivan came in.

"Ivan," he greeted.

After that brief interaction, he walked out of the office without waiting for Ivan to respond.

From the corner of his eye, Ivan could see that the planning director's back was drenched in sweat.

And seeing him bolt out of the room like a bat out of a cave, Ivan was not surprised.

Victor was a perfectionist, and work was his top priority.

Not only was he strict with his own work, but he was also critical of his subordinates performance.He wouldn't allow the slightest mistakes at all.

Thus, people began to say that if someone were to get a job in the Sullivan Group, they would either be burned out or die from exhaustion due to Victor's obsession with perfection.

But even so, the company was one of the top five corporations in the world.

That reputation alone was alluring enough to make people willing to kill for a job there.

"Mr.Sullivan, the meeting with the American branch is about to start."

Ivan handed in the documents needed to be checked and signed by Victor.

Victor opened one of the folders, and when he finished reading and was about to sign it, he suddenly remembered something that the planning director said earlier.

"What's going on in the archive room?" he asked.

"Since when did the planning department have so much time to waste sorting out tons of documents themselves? Tell Rachel that if she can't do her job, she should just resign immediately! The Sullivan Group has no room for useless employees!"

"Actually, Mr.Sullivan, Miss Bennet is sick.She hasn't been to work for two days," Ivan replied.

Indeed, Rachel was feeling under the weather.

Not long after she returned home that night, she collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep at once.

Abby had cooked something for her.

got out of the kitchen and was about to call Rachel, she saw her sleeping

of sweat continuously ran down

Abby touched Rachel's forehead and instantly gleaned that Rachel had a high fever; her

Wake

enough to make out what she

noisy that she frowned and said

saying that, Rachel

time she woke up, it was

was at the break of dawn, and a chilling breeze came in from under the half-closed door, leading

instinctively touched her forehead, only to realize that there was a

while removing the towel from

eye, she found Abby

were folded, and her

seemed that Abby had

a basin of cold

what Rachel had seen, it appeared as though Abby took care of her all night, and had just

like Abby was at peace while she

the blanket from her body

moment Abby felt the blanket cover

she had fallen asleep, she made sure not to fall asleep too deeply "Oh, Miss Bennet!

her creased eyebrows

Rachel chuckled.

"Did I wake you?"

"No, ma'am, you didn't."

her

nauseous or feeling any discomfort at all? Would you

sweeting a lot.I don't feel any discomfort, but I do feel a little

"That's great to hear!"

Abby was saying that, she used a

had returned to

to death last night, Miss Bennet.When I came out of the kitchen, I saw you lying unconscious on the

forced her to drink an entire bottle of red wine,

and pieces of

and that might

happened after that?" asked

wasn't strong enough to carry you.Mr.Torres was the one who carried you upstairs.I helped you ingest some

the

saw a box of ibuprofen and a glass

where Andy was, something dawned

the box of medicine, and asked, "Abby, did

"Yes, you did."