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.

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

and beads of

Rachel had a high fever; her

Wake up! Miss

Abby but not enough to make out what she was talking

thought that it was so noisy that she frowned and

that, Rachel lost

woke up, it

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

Rachel instinctively touched her forehead, only to realize that

up while removing the towel from

of the corner of her eye, she found Abby

and her face was resting against

Abby had

was a basin of cold water beside her

had seen, it appeared as though Abby took care of

like Abby was at peace while she was

removed the blanket from her body and covered Abby with

felt the blanket cover her,

long, she was worried about Rachel's health, so even though she had fallen asleep, she made

sat upright, her creased

Rachel chuckled.

"Did I wake you?"

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

shook her

nauseous or feeling any discomfort at all?

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 a little feeble.Actually,

"That's great to hear!"

used a thermometer to measure Rachel's

that her temperature had

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

about that night before was how Victor forced her to drink an entire bottle of red wine, and that she threw up several times

could only remember bits and pieces of everything that

home, and that

after that?"

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, and put a towel on your forehead to lower

the towel from

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

Andy was,

of medicine, and asked, "Abby,

"Yes, you did."