If your name is mot on these papers by the time he fetches the agreement, Sullivan Group’s indictment on Andy will be sent to court, and your precious maid, Abby, will be sent to the Crown Club. I believe the manager there has a lot to teach her…”
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Then he slapped the papers down on his desk and left the study without another word. Rachel stayed rooted to the spot. Her face was pale as she stared down at the papers on the desk.
Her eyes glittered with horrible anger, and she’d curled her fists so tightly that her nails were biting into her palms. She was breathing so hard in an effort to control herself that her chest was heaving up and down. She could barely draw enough breath to curse, “Victor!
You are a bastard! A bastard!”
The next morning.
Rachel woke up exhausted, to her chagrin. Not only had she fallen asleep at midnight, but she had also contended with many strange dreams, all of which made her sweat profusely throughout the night.
It took a few moments for her eyes to focus, and the ceiling came into view. She sat up and looked out the window as the blazing- yellow sun rose slowly into the sky. She was lost in thought as sunlight covered every inch of the room. Suddenly, her smartphone vibrated, jolting her from her reverie. She looked down at the phone and saw a red dialog box that had just popped up on the screen. It was filled with code that meant one thing: the search had failed, yet again.
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Her eyes darkened as she closed the dialog box and clenched her fists in frustration. She could no longer keep count of how many times she had seen the dreaded red pop-up of failure.
“Search Failed” were the two words that had been engraved in her mind, and it seemed she would be unable to forget it even in death.
Abby’s whereabouts still eluded her.
Victor said he had sent Abby packing from the Bennet family’s house but didn’t take her away. If that was the case, why couldn’t she find her whereabouts? It was as though she had vanished into thin air.
Rachel had even hacked Apliaria’s traffic monitoring system and sifted through all surveillance videos of every place within ten leagues of the Bennet family’s house, the Sullivan Group’s building, and the hospital. However, the videos didn’t turn up any trace of Abby’s whereabouts-like smoke, she had completed vanished.
Frustrated, Shelia logged out of the monitoring system and checked the time at the top of the screen.
It was seven o’clock, and there wasn’t much time left.
Rays of sunlight shone in through the glass door, illuminating the edge of the bed. The warm, gold light soon covered the bed entirely, like a scene from renowned drama flicks. As she basked in the sunlight, her eyes glimmered for a moment. She had made up her mind.
With a hint of determination in her eyes, she got from the bed a while later, took a shower and changed her clothes. Then, she left the bedroom and went downstairs to the dining room.
As she walked into the room, she ran into Victor. He had eaten breakfast and was about to leave.
Lukas was also nearby. He didn’t wake Rachel up early because he wanted her to sleep in, as she was pregnant. Although he was surprised to see Rachel suddenly come to the dining room, he still
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walked over and respectfully greeted her.
“Good morning, Miss Bennet. Why did you wake up so early? Don’t worry. I’ll have the servants bring you a nutritious breakfast right away.”
“Don’t bother, Lukas. I’m not hungry,” she replied in a hoarse voice, with her expression rather cold.
Yesterday, she ate an entire course of nutritious food and had vomited it all. Now, she couldn’t bear to hear Lukas recommend that she eat “nutritious” food; it made her want to puke.
Victor gave her the once-over and noticed how pale and exhausted she looked. A trace of contempt flashed in his cold eyes as he said, “Do you plan to go on a hunger strike? Rachel, don’t think I’m not aware of what you’re up to. You present yourself as poor, weak, and out of options because you want me to pity you and release your friends, right? What a waste of time; I know you’re just acting.”
Rachel couldn’t help but chuckle at the accusation. She found it funny that Victor could be this ridiculous while keeping a straight face.
‘Acting? Me?’ Trying to win this jerk’s pity by starving herself was an exercise in futility-one she would be foolish to try. She just didn’t have the appetite to eat anything.
“There are still three hours left before ten o’clock,” Victor coldly said, ignoring her chuckle.
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