Captivation: Want Nothing But You novel Chapter 77

Victor could see Rachel reflected in his computer screen.Slowly, he turned around to look at her.

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked.

"Let me go.Please.I promise I won't bother you again."

Rachel stared right into his eyes as she said this, willing him to see how serious she was.

"You want me to let you go? Listen to yourself.What makes you think I'm going to let you go when you're pregnant with my child?"

Before Rachel could say anything else, Victor grabbed the stack of papers he'd had waiting for her and tossed them at her feet.

"Sign it," he said stubbornly.

Sign it? What exactly was she supposed to sign? Rachel stared at him in shock, then slowly turned her eyes to the papers lying on the ground.

She crouched down and picked them up, carefully neatening them into a pile.

As she patted them into place, she quickly read over what was written there.

Her expression darkened.

It was an agreement.

One that stated she was to remain in the Sue Garden for the duration of her pregnancy.

Once the child was born, Victor would have full custody of the baby.

It also stated that he would grant her a large sum of money, and then she was to leave Apliaria and never return.

She would have nothing to do with her own baby.

The only interaction she'd have with the child was the nine months she'd be pregnant.

Rachel scrunched the documents in her hand.

They made a crunching sound as the papers crinkled and warped in her fist.

She gritted her teeth and fixed him with a cold, sour stare.

"50 million dollars? That's so generous of you, Mr.Sullivan."

Victor shuffled uncomfortably in his seat.

He laced his fingers together and looked up at her.

In a low voice he said, "If that's not enough, name your price.As long as it's within reason, I'll pay you whatever you want."

"Alright then.How about this.This baby is also your child.Which means this child is a potential successor of the Sullivan Group.If you think about it, 50 million dollars isn't nearly enough," Rachel said with a smile.

But it was a cold smile, one that didn't reach her eyes.

She looked down at the ground to hide the malicious expression she knew was crawling over her features.

Victor's expression darkened at her swift response.

His expression was almost as icy as hers was now.

So his previous judgment had been right; she was still just as greedy as she'd been before.

"How much do you want?" he asked.

Rachel raised her head to look at him.Her cold, eerie smile widened.

"I don't want money.Money is not going to fix a broken heart.Do you really think I want my child to grow up thinking their mother abandoned them? That I was just some woman who valued money more than them? Shame on you.I still have my dignity.I know what I want.And I…" she trailed off and locked gazes with Victor.

"I want to be the CEO of the Sullivan Group."

The temperature in the room plummeted.

It felt like someone had suddenly locked them in a freezer.

Rachel's smile stretched even wider as she took in his reaction.

The evilness in her smile faded somewhat, leaving her looking more smug than anything else.

"Mr.Sullivan, since this child means so much to you, and you want them so badly… Surely you'd be willing to give up the position of CEO in the Sullivan Group? You'd do that for your child, wouldn't you? But I mean… It's your choice.If you don't adhere to my requirements then…" she paused dramatically, making sure to maintain eye contact with him the entire time.

She wanted him to see how the coldness crept into her stare.

Then she said slowly, "I won't sign the agreement."

‘'Does this man think I'm a joke? Does it look like I'd have ever taken that 50 million? I do need the money… But my child is worth more than 50 million dollars.'’

With her part said and her mind firmly made up, Rachel turned to leave the study.

Since they couldn't come to an agreement, there was no need for her to hang around any longer.She'd wanted to discuss this with him in a peaceful, mature way.

But it seemed that was impossible.

As she raised her hand to open the door, she suddenly heard what sounded like voices coming from behind her.

She paused, straining her ears to hear what was being said.

"Are you Andy Torres? You've been reported for taking bribes when you were the director of the legal department of the Bennet Group."

"Bribery? You must be joking.I think you've made a big mistake."

"Your cooperation in this investigation would be appreciated.Please come quietly."

"Why would I take bribes? Sir, you must have made a mistake! I didn't–"