Victor narrowed his eyes; he knew what Carson was getting at.
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Carson was gently reminding him that there were people in the Sue Garden who were making it their mission to give Rachel a hard time.
As Victor was staring coldly down at his desk, he suddenly remembered that Lukas had brought something to the front desk of the Sullivan Group just before he’d left. Then the memory of the other night, when Rachel had snuck in to steal food, suddenly resurfaced in his mind. His eyebrows furrowed in thought, and he pressed his lips tightly together. After a minute or so, he pressed the call bell on the landline.
“Mr. Sullivan, what can I do for you?” Ivan pushed the door to his office open a short while later and gave a small, respectful bow as he entered.
Victor didn’t look up at him as he entered.
“Lukas left something at the front desk. Go and fetch it for me.”
Ivan nodded and left the office to comply with Victor’s command.
Carson started talking again, “If I’m being perfectly honest, I don’t much like Rachel. She was always so dramatic over the smallest of things… But I do feel that I should remind you that she may catch a cold if she’s out in such heavy rain. And it’s really not a good idea for a pregnant woman to get sick Carson hung up after that. He shifted his car into gear and spun the Ferrari around so it was heading in the opposite direction; straight to where Rachel was standing.
If Victor didn’t want to show her mercy, Carson would. She was pregnant with Victor’s baby, and Victor was his best friend… It wouldn’t kill him to give her the umbrella so she wouldn’t look so pathetic and poor.
As Carson was heading towards Rachel, a brown Bentley suddenly slowed down and pulled over to the side of the main road near the building.
The back door opened, and, strangely enough, a man wearing pajamas got out. He was holding an umbrella over his head, and was heading directly towards Rachel.
Carson slowed his car and narrowed his eyes at the man. He remembered seeing him before, it was just taking him a little while to remember his name.
“Isn’t he one of the children from the Jimenez family? What is his name again?” he murmured to
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himself.
The man in question was Roger. He came to stand in front of Rachel with a warm smile, and said in a gentle voice, “Long time no see,
Rachel.”
Rachel looked up at him in confusion. She had a feeling she knew who he was; she just couldn’t remember.
“You’re…” she trailed off as a gust of strong wind blew, splashing raindrops against her face and clothes.
She blinked away the water and in that instance, she remembered.
“Roger, right?” she said with a small frown.
There had always been a saying in the business world of Apliaria,
“When a Sullivan met a Jimenez, there was bound to be a tug-of-war.”
Both families were powerful, with years of deep history and solid foundations. Roger was the perfect idea of what a successor of the Jimenez family should be. Even though Roger and Victor had very little dealings with each other, people often compared the two families. It wasn’t because they were rivals; it was because of the different paths in life that each had taken.
Victor had been an illegitimate child, born out of wedlock. His mother had passed away when he was very young, leaving him in the care of his grandmother. When he’d been growing up, he was very rarely seen at social occasions held by the upper-class families. At the age of 14, he’d been sent to study abroad. In direct contrast,
Roger was seen as a golden child. Growing up, he’d had the best of the best in everything. He’d had the best education, the best care, and a good family life. He’d been a valued, respected member of society, and by the time he’d become a man, people always referred to him as a perfect gentleman.
Roger and Rachel knew each other because they’d attended the same high school.
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