Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 146 by Adolf Dunne As she walked inside the room, it suddenly became quiet. Everyoneâs eves fell on Rachel, and they were all stunned that their mouths hung open. They couldnât even recognize her. Some even rubbed their eyes to see if it was really her. They were in disbelief that the girl from years ago already looked like this.
Everyone said that she couldnât do anything well because she was just a spoiled little brat. She was often compared to her mother, and they said that she wouldnât be anything like her. Back then, she was lazy, submissive, and didnât have any ambition. Hence, although she possessed great genes, they assumed that she could never achieve her motherâs level. a However, all their assumptions came back haunting them the moment they saw the woman with an imposing aura in front of them.
The directors looked calm on the surface, but in their hearts, they were so shocked that they were rendered speechless. In fact, their eyes followed her every action unknowingly. 1 Andy was actually the first one to regain his senses from the astonishment of Rachelâs appearance. He then called, âMiss Bennet.â Finally, his words brought everyone back from being in a daze. Then, the old man, who had complained earlier, suddenly coughed.
There was displeasure in his eyes as he spoke with his deep voice. âMiss Bennet, you are the one who invited us to dinner today, but you only appeared now? Did you deliberately make us wait this long?
Donât you think you owe us an explanation?â As soon as he finished speaking, the other directors also nodded and looked at Rachel, full of criticism in their eyes.
On the other hand, Rachel just smiled and looked in the direction where she heard the voice. Eventually, her eyes fell on an old man, sitting on the host seat of the round table, which was full of the other directors.
He had a square face, his eyebrows were slightly knitted, he wore a short magenta purple coat, and he was holding two walnuts in his hand. Obviously, his demeanor was shouting the he was the most powerful person among these directors. Seeing that she didnât answer for a while, the old manâs face darkened even more.
âMiss Bennet, are you not planning to say a word? You donât take us seriously at all, do you? Just because you are the heiress, you donât think itâs necessary to be politeâ âSorry to interrupt you, sir.â
Rachel suddenly butted in while the old man ranted. At the same time, he immediately glared at her for interrupting him. He was so dissatisfied that it was as if he was about to pound the table at any time.
However, Rachel pretended not to see his angry face and even looked at him with a smile.
âMay I ask who you are?â She searched in her mind, but she was sure that she hadnât seen these people since the death of her mother, Elisa. Therefore, she really couldnât recall most of them. While the old man kept criticizing her, she felt rather strange because she didnât even know who he was.
Hearing her words, the atmosphere instantly became awkward. In fact, the livid face of the old man froze for a moment. âI think⦠The last Iâve seen you all was when my mother passed away. So, please forgive me if I canât properly remember your names and faces.â Rachelâs words sounded like an apology on the surface, but for these directors, they had a deeper and different meaning.
She hadnât seen them for such a long time that she didnât even remember them anymore. It sounded like when Elisa was gone, they suddenly disappeared as well. Of course, the directors would take offense, thinking that she was actually accusing them.
Rachel was the heiress and the ruler of the Bennet Group by right. However, none of the directors had shown up after she lost her mother. Their promise that they would take good care of her seemed like it never existed in the first place. The expression on the faces of the directors was saying that they got angry because of her disrespect towards them. But they couldnât freely show it because they also knew that everything she said was true.
After a brief moment, another middle-aged man broke the silence and said, âMiss Bennet, I know you havenât seen us since you were thirteen years old. Therefore, itâs only normal that you forgot us. Itâs okay.
Itâs not your fault. Anyway, this is Mr. Aldo Davidson, the pioneer among all the directors. He had worked with your grandfather for many years.â Hearing this, Aldo Davidson coughed again and slightly snorted as a response. âDavidson?â
Upon hearing the name of the old man, Rachelâs eyes narrowed as if she had suddenly remembered something important. In her memory, she did not know many people with this name. She now remembered this one was indeed one of the directors. The other director said that Aldo had worked with her grandfather for many years. However, right now, it seemed that he thought of himself as a big shot.
Based on what she remembered, he shouldnât be acting this way, Therefore, Rachel smiled and said, âOh, Mr. Davidson. I think I remember you. I used to see you talking with grandpa in his study. In fact, I remember hearing from grandpa that you had handled a project worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
Even though I was so young, 13 was very impressed.â Hearing this, the middle-aged man slightly raised his brows. âReally? I havenât heard of it | before. A project worth hundreds of millions of dollars? What kind of project are you talking!
about?â âWell, I donât know much about it. I could just remember grandpa saying that it almost made the Bennet Group go bankrupt.â Her words seemed both sincere and sarcastic at the same time. At this time, the smile on the face of the middle-aged man became stiff. He didnât expect what Rachel said next. of course, Aldoâs face turned livid again.
âWhat nonsense are you talking about?!â Rachel blinked, put a finger on her chin, and said innocently, âBut Iâm not talking nonsense. I even saw you kneel in front of grandpa and beg him for,â âEnough!â As Rachel exposed his secret, Aldo slapped the table with both his hands, breathing heavily.
Rachel stopped talking, but there was a cold and sly smile on her lips. The middle-aged man, who was asking, was frightened and didnât pursue the topic anymore. Then, he let out an awkward smile and said intentionally, âMiss Bennet, you must be remembering it wrong.
Mr. Davidson has made so many great contributions to the Bennet Group. Thereâs no way that he would let the Bennet Group go bankruptâ¦â âWell, maybe I was wrong. Besides, I was just a young girl back then.â As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened and a waiter came in with the dishes.
The middle-aged man immediately breathed a sigh of relief as the commotion came to an end. âMiss Bennet, since the dishes are ready, come sit with us.â However, as Rachel glanced around the table, she found that there wasnât a vacant seat. Seeing the look in Rachelâs eyes, the middle-aged man also realized that they didnât prepare a seat for her