Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 125

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 124 by Adolf Dunne

Clues Of Abby's Whereabouts

For the next three days, Rachel did not leave her room. It seemed that this time, Victor really meantwhat he said. He even reassigned his personal bodyguards to the Sue Garden. And those men stoodguard at Rachel's door 24 hours a day. Knock! Knock! Knock! From outside her door, Lukas said,“Miss Bennet, I've brought you some food.” Rachel blinked to alleviate the soreness of her eyes,caused by staring at the ceiling for too long, and shouted, “I'm not hungry, Lukas!” “Ma“am, are youokay in there?” Lukas asked, feeling a bit worried. “Are you feeling any discomfort?

Would you like me to call you a doctor?”. “No, it's okay. I'm fine.” Having said that, she closed hereyes to relieve the dryness of her eyes. All sorts of thoughts raced through her mind. 3 Lukas saidsomething to her from outside the door, but Rachel didn't hear him clearly. She just gave him avague answer, and then it became quiet again. All of a sudden, she heard her phone buzzing on thebedside table. Slowly, she opened her eyes and reached for her phone.

On the screen, she saw a message from an unknown number. Nothing else was written on themessage other than a dot. This dot was her secret communication method with Quintin. Rachel satupright, unlocked her phone, and opened her browser. Afterwards, she quickly input a series ofletters on the search bar, and the page soon changed. Q: Hey boss, why haven't you been onlinelately? King of Hearts: Something happened. What's up?

Have you found any clues about the person I asked you to investigate? Q: Actually, I have aquestion. Is this person even real? Who on earth is she? Is she important or something? I've doneeverything I can, and hacked into all sources of information I can hack, but I still couldn't replace anyclues about her.

Quintin had promised Rachel that he would replace Abby's whereabouts, but after nearly a month ofsearching, he still hadn't found the slightest clues. He wondered if Abby was just a figment ofRachel's imagination. “Maybe this Abby doesn't really exist?” Quintin said to himself. “After all, theboss did spend three years in prison. Perhaps she had developed some sort of mental problem inthere? But I can't ask her that! She's going to kill me if she even replaces out that I have suchspeculations about her!’

At this time, Rachel's face turned grim. If she didn’t know that Abby was definitely in Victor's hands,she might think along the same lines as Quintin. She had searched every possible place Abbycould've been locked up, but it led to no avail. Q: Boss, if this Abby really exists, she couldn't justdisappear. You need to think about this carefully. Is there any other place she might go? Somewherethat you would never think she could go?

I mean, even if she's dead, you'd still be able to replace her body, right? “I've been to the Bennetfamily’s mansion, the Sullivan Group, the Sue Garden, the Sullivan family’s mansion, the Crown Club,and I've even ran a background check on Carson! But I still can't replace Abby anywhere,’ Rachelthought to herself. But there was one thing she was certain of, and that was the fact that Abby wasstill alive.

“How could there be no trace of Abby left if she's still alive?” As Rachel stared at the messageQuintin had sent her, something occurred to her. “Quintin, let me ask you a question. Where wouldyou go if you want to erase any trace that you exist? To be precise, it should be somewhere that thedetection system couldn't track.”

Quintin was stunned when he read her message. The detection system that she mentioned werecreated by them. It was based on the Skynet system, but much more improved. No matter where acertain person was, whether in the wilderness or at home, as long they show any sign of activity, thesystem would be able to track them somehow.

Thus, if someone wanted to avoid the detection of the system, there was only one way to do so.Quintin’s eyes lit up when he figured out the answer. Using the keyboard, he typed, “There's onlyone place that could avoid the detection system.” While he was typing those words, he could feelhis arms trembling. He couldn't tell whether it was because of excitement or fear.

Q: It's in prison. King of Hearts: It's in prison. Both of them sent the same message at the same time.Quintin took a deep breath as he stared at those words on the screen. “Boss, who is this Abby? Andwho hid her? If she was really hidden inside a prison, whoever did so must've learnt it from you!”“Learnt it from me?’ Rachel couldn't help but smile sardonically at herself when she read thosewords. She remembered the time when Andy was bragging in front of Abby about the legend ofKing of Hearts. He told her of how King of Hearts hid a living person to the point that nobody couldreplace that person within an entire year. Rachel had indeed succeeded in doing that, but why was it alegend? It was because nobody ever figured out where King of Hearts had hidden that certainperson.

But Quintin knew how she did it. Back then, King of Hearts hid the person within a faraway prison.Never did Rachel imagine that someone would emulate her methods. King of Hearts: Check all theprisons within Apliaria, and all the nearby cities as soon as possible. If she’s really hidden within aprison, we can definitely replace her. Once Quintin received the order, he immediately replied,“Consider it done, boss!” Afterwards, the two of them continued to chat for a while.

As usual, they complained about a certain shameless couple, and Quintin reported the couple'srecent situation to Rachel. About half an hour later, Rachel logged off the forum and touched herabdomen. Her previously gloomy mood had now dissipated when she felt connected to her baby.“Little one, we'll be able to leave this wretched place soon.” 1 Now that she had a clue of Abby'swhereabouts, it was time for her to prepare for her next plan of action.

Inside the CEO's office of Sullivan Group. The window was covered with a thick curtain, shroudingthe office in darkness. It was hard to tell whether it was night or day inside the office. Ivan had beenknocking at the door for a few minutes, but there was no response. He glanced at his wristwatchand felt that something strange was going on. “He should still be in his office right now.’ Once more,he knocked on the door.

“Mr. Sullivan, it's me, Ivan,” he said. However, silence was the only response he got. Since it wasalmost time for Victor to have a meeting with a business partner, Ivan hesitantly opened the door.As soon as he entered, he was surprised to see that the room was shrouded in utter darkness, Hestood in place for a moment until his eyes adjusted to the darkness. A few seconds later, he noticedsomeone lying on the sofa.

The elegant black leather sofa wasn't that small, but the man’s figure dwarfed the sofa’s size. Helooked a bit uneasy lying on it. His suit jacket was still on the executive chair, and the white shirt hewore highlighted his muscular figure. The first two buttons were undone, revealing his sexycollarbone. His right arm was covering his eyes, as if it was the only way he could sleep comfortably.As Ivan looked at the man, he was lost in thought.

“It's a rare sight to see Mr. Sullivan shut all his blinders and trap himself in such a dark environment.What's going on with him?’ “What is it?” Victor asked abruptly, interrupting Ivan’s thoughts. Nowthat Victor had awakened, he sat upright and glanced at Ivan. “Sir, it's almost twelve noon. There'sonly half an hour left before your lunch meeting with

Mr. Flecher of the Foyal Group,” said Ivan. “Okay, get the car ready.” As soon as Victor finishedspeaking, the curtains slowly pulled up The dazzling sunshine peered through the windows, fallingonto his shoulder, anc dispersing the coldness from his body.