Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 144

Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 144 by Adolf Dunne

They were talking about two hundred million dollars... But why did Rachel make it sound like thatmuch money was so easy to get? “Miss Bennet, we're talking about to two hundred million here...even if we sell this house, it won't be enough.” Andy frowned. “I'm not going to sell the house.”Rachel smiled as she straightened the flannel of the throw pillow she was holding.

She planned to leave Apliaria with Abby after she settled this. That young lady was a simpletonRachel wasn't sure she'd be able to survive on her own if she was left all alone in Apliaria. Not tomention Victor was here. He might try to hurt Abby once more. She had also considered takingAndy with her, but he would probably refuse. He said he had a dream to chase, and it convinced hermore that he would never leave this place.

After all, it was in Apliaria where he built his dreams and made it come true. Andy had madenumerous sacrifices for the Bennet family and for her throughout the years. She couldn't be soselfish as to ask him to leave the city he adored, so she decided not to sell her family home but tohand it to him instead. Since he didn't want money, she couldn't just watch him live in the basementall his life. She had to help him in some way.

Rachel knew he would never refuse if she asked him to look after the house while she was away."Wait a minute... If you're not selling the house...” Andy mumbled, his brows meeting in the middle.An idea flashed through his mind. He stood up and looked at Rachel seriously, and said, “If we don'tsell the house, how are we going to get the two hundred million? Miss Bennet, please don't doanything stupid!” he yelled before she could respond.

"You can't be reckless for any reason. If something happens to you, I would fail to keep my promiseto your mother. I meant to keep you safe.” Seeing him react like this, Rachel couldn't help but burstinto laughter. Andy's face was contorted with anguish. “What's so funny, Miss Bennet?” “Oh, Andy.What did you think I was going to do?

Why would something happen to me?” Rachel's laughter made him pout. “Andy, do you think I'mgoing to sell my body for money?” “..." Rachel guessed it even though he said it vaguely. Andy bithis lips and couldn't think of anything to say. “Andy.” Rachel put the throw pillow down and stoodup.

She looked at him with a soft smile, saying, “I promise I won't do anything that I would regret in thefuture.” Although Rachel said this calmly, Andy was still worried. After all, they needed two hundredmillion dollars. It was difficult to obtain a significant amount of money in such a short period oftime.

“Miss Bennet, can you tell me how exactly you're going to get the money?” TAKE Rachel smiledhelplessly and shook her head, “I can't tell you how I'll get the money, but I can assure you that it'sclean.” Andy sadly looked at her and sighed, “Okay. I'll take your word for it, Miss Bennet. It's justthat... I'm afraid you'll get deceived.

It's not good to trust just anyone.” Rachel was stunned for a moment and then smiled. It felt greatto have someone look out for her. . “Don’t worry, Andy. I won't let anyone swindle me.” Andy feltcompelled to speak more but because Rachel seemed to prefer to not talk about it anymore, he hadno choice but to give up for the time being. He pondered for a moment, his gaze falling on thebank card. “I will go visit those board members tomorrow.”

Andy firmly said. “How long will it take to purchase all of the shares?” Rachel sat down on a swivelchair, never taking her eyes off him. “Individual investors don’t have many shares in their hands,”Andy replied, frowning slightly. “Besides, we can contact a specific securities consultant to redeemtheir shares. That will be easier and could buy us at least two more weeks.” There were two thingsabout individual investors.

One was that their shareholding ratio was relatively low, and an individual investor might only holda few percent of the shares. The other one was they were dispersed around the country, and it wasnearly impossible to bring them all together. However, these individual investors bought the sharesof Bennet Group through the stock exchange. If they worked along with the securities expert, theshares would be collected more quickly and easily.

Rachel raised her eyebrows and cocked her head. It was good to know that she could repurchasethe scattered shares in two weeks. Andy, on the other hand, was still in a conundrum. Rachel noticedit and immediately knew his concern. “Okay, what about the board members?

How long will it take to purchase theirs?” Andy pursed his lips together. Without saying anything, heshook his head slowly. He wasn't sure how long it would take. After all, these big fishes weren't easyto deal with. Seeing that he was uncertain, Rachel understood right away. “It appears I'll have to paythese board members a visit at some point.” Rachel smiled mischievously.

“Are you saying you're going to talk to them personally, Miss Bennet?” Rachel winked at Andy.“Technically, not a talk, but a notice.” Andy's eyes widened in shock. Rachel reached for the glass ofwater on the table, took a sip, and then continued.

"I suck at negotiating with such people. It's a waste of time and words for me. I want to end thingsas soon as possible, so... could you please make appointments for me? Tell them... That I want totreat them to a meal.” Andy simply nodded. Rachel didn't linger long and left after asking Andy tohelp her with the arrangements.

The Maybach slowly drove into Sue Garden and finally came to a halt at the bottom of the stairwell.As soon as Rachel got out of the car, she received a text message from her phone. It was a messagefrom the bank, and she started counting the figures. One, two... Eight. There were eight zeroes intotal, no more no less, two hundred million dollars.

Rachel grinned and slid her phone inside her pocket. She expected the money to be transferred alittle later, but she didn't expect it to be so fast. She hummed as she entered the house and toldLukas that she would have lunch in her room, then excitedly headed upstairs. As soon as the doorwas shut, her phone buzzed heavily. She looked at the caller ID, and it was a virtual caller.

“Boss! Your money in the Swiss bank has been stolen!” As soon as she answered the phone, sheheard the loud noise from Quintin on the other end of the line.