Trapped By Tainted Love

"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, lvan 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, lvan 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, lvan 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."

lvan 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.

had cooked something

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

lips looked pale, and beads of sweat continuously ran down her

Abby touched Rachel's forehead and instantly gleaned that Rachel had a high fever; her body was burning hot!

Bennet! Wake up! Miss

was talking about.She just thought that it was so noisy that she frowned and said in a hoarse voice, "Abby, don't be so

saying that, Rachel lost

time she woke up, it was already the next

of dawn, and a chilling breeze came in from under the

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

while removing the towel from

corner of her eye, she found Abby sitting

her face was resting

that Abby

was a basin of cold water

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

was

her body

the blanket cover

so even though she had fallen

Miss Bennet! You're finally awake.I'm so

her creased eyebrows

Rachel chuckled.

"Did I wake you?"

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

her head,

any discomfort at all? Would

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 a little feeble.Actually, I feel refreshed, thanks to you.You

"That's great to hear!"

she used

temperature had returned

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

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

could only remember bits and

on her way home, and that might be the reason

after that?"

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 your temperature.Your fever only

took the towel from Rachel's

and saw a box of ibuprofen and

could ask where Andy was,

of medicine, and asked, "Abby, did you