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.

about to call Rachel, she saw her

pale, and beads of sweat continuously ran down her

sight, Abby touched Rachel's forehead and instantly gleaned that Rachel had a high fever; her body was burning hot! Wasting no time,

Bennet! Wake up!

hear Abby but not enough to make

it was so noisy that she frowned and said in a hoarse

saying that,

woke up, it was already

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

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

up while removing the towel from

eye, she found Abby

her face was resting

that Abby had fallen

of cold

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

was at peace while she was

blanket from her

felt the blanket cover her,

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

her creased eyebrows relaxed

Rachel chuckled.

"Did I wake you?"

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

her

nauseous or feeling any discomfort at all? Would

a lot better.It's probably because my fever has gone down, and I've been sweeting a lot.I don't feel any discomfort, but I do feel

"That's great to hear!"

she used a

that her temperature had returned to normal,

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

an entire bottle of red wine, and that she threw up several

and

fever on her way home, and that might be the

happened after that?"

and he arrived a few minutes later.You had a really high fever, and I wasn't strong enough to carry you.Mr.Torres was the one who carried you upstairs.I helped you ingest some antipyretics,

the towel from Rachel's

a box of ibuprofen and

she could ask where Andy

medicine, and asked, "Abby, did you just say that… I took

"Yes, you did."