He pulled his mouth into a thin line then nibbled on his bottom lip.
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He didn’t know how to explain to the waiter what kind of person Mr.
Sullivan’s ex-wife was. He supposed he could start with the fact that she was the daughter of the Bennet family.
It didn’t help that he didn’t know much about her as a person. The only knowledge he had of her was what he’d heard from the rumors circulating through the upper-class.
But one thing he knew for sure was that Mr. Sullivan didn’t like Rachel, and that Rachel had done a lot of crazy and scandalizing things. The most recent gossip on her was that she had bashed someone over the head with a wine bottle.
The manager gritted his teeth, trying to convince himself to make the call. But in the end, he couldn’t. He turned to the waiter and held out the phone.
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“You call Miss Bennet and ask her to come.”
He didn’t give the waiter a chance to disagree. He pushed the phone into his hand and left, leaving the waiter to stare down at Rachel’s number with a dazed expression. After a while, he dialed it.
Rachel had just hung up the phone after arranging a meeting date with Andy. She tossed her phone onto her bedside table and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower. She was hungry, and wanted to wash up before she went to get something to eat. But she couldn’t have taken more than two steps before her phone rang.
She turned her head to glance over her shoulder at the number displayed on the screen.
It was an unknown caller.
Who on earth would be calling her at this hour? There were a very select few people who knew her personal phone number.
She declined the call and turned towards the bathroom again. Her phone immediately started ringing. She groaned in the back of her throat and looked over at the screen. It was the same number as before. She had a feeling that whoever was calling her would persist until she answered.
Rachel hesitated for a second longer before she picked up.
“Hello, who’s speaking?”
“Excuse my calling at this hour, but… Is this Miss Rachel Bennet speaking?” the waiter said after he glanced briefly at the name on the manager’s phone. He wanted to be as respectful as possible in this situation.
Rachel frowned.
“This is Rachel Bennet speaking. How can I help you?”
She could have sworn she heard the caller heave a sigh of relief when he heard her name.
“Miss Bennet, I’m terribly sorry to bother you. This is the Crown Club calling.” The waiter paused and took a deep breath to calm his racing heart. He’d rehearsed this in his head multiple times. All he had to do was repeat it out loud. In a slow, measured voice he said,
“Mr. Sullivan is here drinking. He’s been here for a couple of hours now, and usually that wouldn’t bother us. But he looks haggard and uncomfortable. He won’t let anyone else enter the room, and we are starting to get worried about him.”
‘Victor is uncomfortable?
Has something happened to him?’
Whatever it was, she was sure it didn’t have anything to do with her.
“We first called Mr. Scott. He gave us your name and number and told us to call you, Miss Bennet. He said…” the waiter trailed off and nibbled his lip. After a moment of careful consideration he said, “He said you were the only one who would be able to get through to Mr.
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