Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 167 by Adolf Dunne
Another two days passed, but Victor still hadn’t cback to Sue Garden. Lukas wondered whether he should tell Rachel.
Rachel, on the other hand, was quite happy about not seeing Victor for days. After breakfast, Rachel went upstairs to change her
clothes and was on her way out. Lukas walked up to her and asked curtly, “Miss Bennet, are you going out?” “Yes, I have an
appointment with Andy.” Andy had proved efficient. In less than two weeks, except for the fifty-five percent of the shares Victor
owned, they had bought the rest of the shares of BeGroup.
Afraid that Victor would find out, Rachel had split up the shares and registered them under the names of three organizations. The
reason why she was meeting Andy that day was to sign the commission contracts. It was the only way to have the shares
registered under the agencies. “Could you please bring smedicine to Mr. Sullivan on your way, Miss Bennet? The driver has
just called to informthat Mr. Sullivan has a stomach ache. This medicine was specifically imported for him, and can’t be
found in any of the local drugstores here,” Lukas explained as he passed on the bottle of pills to her.
“Miss Bennet, with the change in weather, several servants have caught a severe cold and asked for leave. I can’t leave the
house as it is. Could you please do this favor for me?” Lukas added, afraid that Rachel wouldn’t agree. 1 Rachel’s refusal was
stuck in her throat. She knew the pressure he was under to keep the house in order. “Okay, I’ll take it to him later.” Rachel
frowned as she took the medicine. “Thank you, Miss Bennet.”
Rachel curled her lips, put the bottle in her bag and turned around to leave. Seeing Rachel go, Lukas murmured under his
breath, “I hope they get to talk it out.” He could tell that Victor loved Rachel even if he didn’t show it openly. When Rachel arrived
at the cafe they had agreed on, she found Andy there waiting for her. It didn’t take a lot tto get everything done.
After checking the contracts and handing them to the project director of the securities exchange agency, Andy turned to Rachel.
“Miss Bennet, how about we have lunch together? Now you have taken back all the shares, and you insist on selling them, we

should discuss the requirements you have for a buyer.” “About that, I already found a buyer.” Rachel asked the waiter for a paper
and a pen. “How come? So soon?”
Rachel nodded as she wrote down a string of numbers on the paper and nudged it towaras Andy, “This is the buyer’s number.
You can contact him on the transfer procedure.” With furrowed eyebrows, Andy picked up the piece of paper. There was a name
scribbled on the paper beside the phone number: Quintin. “Well... Miss Bennet, if I may ask, who is this buyer? Are you sure we
can trust him? What about the price of the shares? How much is he offering?”

Andy hadn’t expected Rachel to have found a buyer so fast. He couldn’t help but worry. After all, they were dealing with huge
sums of money. Rachel wanted to sell BeGroup, which was the fruit of the three generations of the Befamily. If it was
handed over to an unreliable person, it would really be over. To be honest, Andy was still against the idea of the company being
sold. “Don’t worry. You can trust him. As for the price...” Rachel paused as she thought of Andy’s reaction. “Five million.”
“Five million?” Andy stood up all of a sudden almost sending his seat crushing down. “Miss Bennet, what are you talking about?”
His voice was loud enough for the people around to raise their eyes towards him in annoyance. Rachel held the bridge of her
nose and motioned him to sit down. Andy realized that he had overreacted. He sat down, but his emotions still showed on his
face. In his eyes, there was fear, shock, anger, and a hint of disappointment.
“Miss Bennet, five million is not enough. We have spent so much money buying all the shares back. How can you sell them for
only five million?” Andy asked. “I know the price is a little low.” A little low? It was more than that. Even theft wouldn’t have
covered it. “But I have made up my mind. Andy, you don’t have to say anything. Just get the contract ready and contact the
buyer. Once you close the deal, send it to him for signing.
I don’t think it’s convenient for him to chere.” “Miss Bennet...” Andy opened his mouth to argue, but Rachel didn’t let him.
“Andy, thank you for your hard work these past few days.” She stood up and bowed deeply to him. “I have somewhere else to
be. I have to go now.”
She neither explained to Andy who Quintin really was nor did she let him talk her out of it. She didn’t intend to sell BeGroup
anyway. She was just making a way for herself to escape from Victor when the tcame. She picked up her bag and left the

cafe without looking back. Looking at her back as she walked out, Andy sighed deeply and murmured to himself, “Mr. Bennet, if
you were here still here right now, would you have agreed to this?”
When Rachel cout of the cafe, the driver was waiting by the roadside. Seeing her, he quickly got out of the car and opened
the door to the back seat. She got into the car. “Miss Bennet, where should we go now?” The driver went behind the wheel and
looked at Rachel through the rearview mirror. “Let’s go to Sullivan Group, please.” Rachel glanced at the bottle of stomach pills
in her bag and resigned to her fate. The driver nodded.
He then stepped on the gas and drove towards the Sullivan Group building The cafe they had been to was not too far away from
Sullivan Group. It took them only five minutes to get there. Rachel sat in the car and looked out of the window. The Sullivan
Group building that was towering into the clouds cinto view.
From the top, it gave off a dominant air, as if a huge giant was staring down at her, making her feel insignificant. Rachel got out
of the car and walked into the building. Since it was still office hours, not many people were in the entrance hallway. The

receptionists, who were busy discussing where to do their manicures after work, were stunned to see Rachel walking towards
them.
“Rachel?”
While Rachel was working in the archive room, they often saw her from their front desk. “Yes, it’s me.” Rachel placed the
medicine bottle on the reception desk. “This is for Victor. Please make sure he gets it.” Before the receptionists could react,
Rachel had already left. “What did she say just now?”
One of them looked at Rachel’s back. “I think she wanted us to hand this over to Mr. Sullivan,” the other woman said as she
picked up the bottle. “To Mr. Sullivan? What is this? I mean, why was it so important that she even chere? Didn’t she get
fired? How dare she chere again? Doesn’t she feel any shame?”
“True...”
“How shameless can she be? I thought she would never show her face here again.” “Then what should we do with this? It looks
like sforeign stomach medicine?” “Stomach medicine? I never heard of Mr. Sullivan having any kind of stomach problem.
Just throw it away. Who knows if it’s really for him?
Plus, if he takes it and something happens, it’s our heads that will be on the line.” “Umm... You are right. We can’t risk it.” The
receptionist thought for a while and her colleague’s words made sense. “I’m throwing it away.” She took the medicine and walked
to the trash can beside the elevator. Just as she was about to throw it, the elevator doors suddenly opened.