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.

cooked something for

was about to call Rachel, she saw her

lips looked pale, and beads of sweat continuously ran

by this sight, Abby touched Rachel's forehead and instantly gleaned that Rachel had a high fever; her body was

Bennet! Wake up!

but not enough to make out what she was talking about.She just thought that it was so noisy that she frowned

that, Rachel

she woke up, it

a chilling breeze came in from under

Rachel instinctively touched her forehead, only to realize that there

up while removing the towel

corner of her eye, she found

her face was resting

that Abby had

basin of cold water

appeared as though Abby took care of her

Abby was at peace while she was

from her body and covered Abby

the blanket cover her,

though she had fallen asleep, she made sure not

You're

upright, her

Rachel chuckled.

"Did I wake you?"

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

her

you nauseous or feeling any discomfort

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

"That's great to hear!"

Abby was saying that, she used a thermometer to measure Rachel's

had returned

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

her to drink an

and pieces

and that might be the reason she had

after

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 your temperature.Your

the towel from

bedside table and saw a

Andy

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