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.

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

lips looked pale, and beads of sweat

high fever; her body was burning hot! Wasting no time,

Bennet! Wake up!

enough to make out what she was talking

so noisy that she frowned and said in a hoarse voice, "Abby, don't

that,

up, it was

dawn, and a chilling breeze

instinctively touched her forehead, only to

up while removing the

corner of her eye, she found Abby sitting

her face

seemed that Abby had fallen

of cold water beside her

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

didn't look like Abby was at

blanket from her body and covered

Abby felt the blanket

asleep, she made sure not to

Abby sat upright, her creased eyebrows relaxed a

Rachel chuckled.

"Did I wake you?"

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

shook her head, sounding

now? Are you nauseous or feeling any discomfort at

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

"That's great to hear!"

that, she used a thermometer to

temperature had returned to

out of the kitchen, I saw you lying unconscious on

to drink an entire bottle of red wine, and that she threw up several times before coming

only remember bits and pieces of

home, and that might be the reason she had little to no recollection of what happened

happened after that?" asked

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

Abby took the

glanced at the bedside table and saw a box of ibuprofen and a glass

Andy

"Abby, did you just say that… I took

"Yes, you did."