Captivation: Want Nothing But You Chapter 224: Lying

The waiter promptly brought the red wine. The secretary picked up her glass. She straightened up and
stroked her long hair before she walked over to the woman. “Miss Bennet,” she said politely as she
stood behind the woman whom she thought was

Rachel The woman was standing near a rail, looking edgy. She clenched her hands into fists. The
secretary thought the woman was acting strange so she looked her up and down. Why would she be
nervous, the secretary wondered. All she did was greeted her. “Hello, Miss Bennet!

I’m Tiffany, secretary to the president of the Chamber of Commerce.” Tiffany tried to sound as casually
as possible to hide her suspicion. The other woman lowered her head, not uttering a word. She was
trembling slightly. Tiffany, on the other hand, was waiting for the woman to turn around. Her hand
holding the red wine glass was getting a bit sore.

Tiffany was confused by the woman’s reaction. She was the secretary to the president of the Chamber
of Commerce. She might even become the leader of Apliaria’s Chamber of Commerce. All the young
men and women from rich families showed regard for her. But this woman was not even turning around
to look at her. ‘Who does she think she was? Does she think she can be this arrogant just because of
Victor?’

Tiffany shrugged her shoulders and turned around to walk away. But she thought of the president’s
order. She took a deep breath and pasted a smile on her face. “Miss Bennet, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to
startle you. It’s just that I want to say hello to you. I’ve heard so much about you but I haven’t had the
chance to meet you in person. When I chanced upon you, I thought I’d approach you and offer my
greetings.”

Tiffany forced a smile. The other woman swallowed nervously and remained silent. Her body trembled.
Beads of sweat collected on her forehead. Tiffany thought this was getting really strange. She furrowed
her eyebrows. This woman looked like she would not turn around to look at her.



Tiffany thought that something might be wrong. She stepped closer to the woman and patted one hand
on her shoulder. She then said tentatively, “Miss Bennet…” And then, the woman turned around. Being
face to face with Tiffany made her even more panicky. She looked down and attempted to step away
from Tiffany. In one swift moment, Tiffany caught a glance at the woman dodging her.

“You are not Rachel Bennet!” Tiffany bellowed as the realization came to her. “Who are you? Why are
you wearing her dress? Answer me!”

The woman was not the real Rachel, but the maid. The maid’s face turned pale. She couldn’t look at
Tiffany. “I… I…” The maid started to stammer. Cold sweat kept rolling from her eyebrows and she
mopped it away with her forearm. “Say something!” Tiffany knew if Rachel went missing on the ship, it
would be a serious matter.

She felt she had to question the maid more keenly. “No, no! I… I can’t tell you.” “You can’t tell me or
you don’t want to me? You can’t hide the truth forever.” Tiffany stood cold-faced. She was
contemplating on shouting for help. The maid became more frightened. She turned her back to Tiffany
and ran away from her. “Stop!” Tiffany didn’t expect that the maid would be so nervous that she would
run away from her.

The maid kept on running. She didn’t notice the approaching crowd.

Bang! She collided with a person. “Mr. Sullivan…” The secretary stopped in her tracks and gasped
when she realized who the maid ran into.

The maid’s eyes widened in fear. She could feel the blood in her body freezing. In a trembling voice,
she could only mutter, “Mr. Sullivan…” Victor’s eyes narrowed into slits when he notice what the maid
was wearing. “Why are you in Rachel’s dress?” he asked her sternly. The maid immediately knelt on
the floor. Crying, she said in halting words, “Mr. Sullivan, I… I… I’m so sorry! Please forgive me. Miss
Bennet asked me to wear to dress.



I’m truly sorry.” So, Rachel asked the maid to wear her dress at the celebration party, but why? ‘What if
I don’t want to stay with you?’ Rachel’s words flashed through Victor’s mind. The veins on his temples
throbbed. His dark eyes were filled with coldness. Noticing that Victor was trying to hold his anger, Ivan
asked the maid in a condescending tone, “Did you say that Miss Bennet offered you this dress? Why
would she do that?”

“Because… I… ” Out of fear of Victor who was looking threateningly at her, the maid couldn’t string her
words together. “Come on, tell me the truth!” Ivan raised his voice, his face was grim. “You’d better not
lie!” “Sir, I am not lying.” The maid shook her head repeatedly. “Mr. Sullivan… It was Miss Bennet.

She asked me to wear this dress. I… I am not lying. Believe me, sir. I am telling the truth.” Looking at
the dress that the maid was wearing, Victor was fuming mad. What Rachel said kept playing in his
mind. “Mr. Sullivan…” “Where is she now?” Victor cut in. “Miss Bennet…” The maid’s stammering was
getting worse. She said…she was not feeling well. She…went to her room to rest.” Rachel wasn’t
feeling well? She needed to rest in her room?

Ivan’s heart sank. He automatically turned his eyes to Victor. It didn’t look like the maid was lying. But
then again, Rachel must be on to something. That was why she asked the maid to wear her dress. If
Rachel was not feeling well and wanted to rest, she didn’t have to ask the maid to pretend to be her.

Victor was thinking the same thing. With his hands clenched into fists, he turned around and left. Ivan
was afraid that Victor might do something impulsive so he followed him. With the two men gone, the
maid felt all her strength draining her body. Her knees weakened and she fell to the floor. Meanwhile,
Victor and Ivan turned up at the door of Rachel’s room. The door was closed. The two men put their
ears against the door.

It was very quiet inside. “Mr. Sullivan, maybe Miss Bennet is really resting,” Ivan said. “She has just
been discharged from the hospital. She may not be recovered yet, and…” The rest of his words were



struck in his throat. He couldn’t continue, seeing Victor was looking at him with his cold eyes. “So now,
you are on her side?” Victor’s tone was cold. “Of course, not!” Ivan was quick in his response. He was
afraid to ruffle Victor’s feathers.

“Maybe Miss Bennet didn’t want you to worry about her. Your relationship with her is getting better
these days. I just don’t want to see it get worse because of misunderstanding.” Victor looked at the
closed door. His eyes were gloomy. He didn’t say a thing. No one knew what he was thinking about.
“Well, it better be that way,” he finally said.

“Or else…” He thought he had indulged Rachel enough. She had crossed his bottom line repeatedly.
He would never let her go easily if she escaped from him. ‘Rachel, you’d better not betray me.’ Victor
pressed the doorknob and pushed the door open. Bright light welcomed them. It illuminated everything,
including the pool of blood on the floor.


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