Novel Name : Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Captivation: Want Nothing But You Chapter 148

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Captivation Want Nothing But You Chapter 147 by Adolf Dunne

Rachel was supposed to sit at the head of the table as the host of today’s meeting. However, Aldo had

been sitting there the entire time. When he noticed that Rachel stood by the table without saying a word,

Aldo snorted in contempt. He had no intention of asking the waiter to add a chair.

Since he didn’t say anything, no one else dared to say something as well. After all, he had already made

up his mind that he would teach Rachel a lesson today. Deeming she was simply naive and

inexperienced, Aldo reckoned she wasn’t going to get back at them. He believed she wasn’t capable of

doing anything.

Andy clenched his fists. Obviously, that old geezer was trying to give Rachel a hard time. These men

were only proving how pompous and snobbish they actually were. At this point, he could only worry

about her. “Miss Bennet…” Rachel heard the concern in Andy’s voice. To ease his trepidation, she gave

him a reassuring look and asked him to come over, then whispered something in his ear.

As he attentively listened to her, Andy widened his eyes. For a moment, he was stunned, but then he

smiled and nodded at Rachel. “I’ll get right on it.” Andy left and didn’t look back as soon as he

understood his task. With a subtle smile on her face, Rachel leisurely walked to the nearby sofa and

slowly sat down. Needless to say, the directors were dumbfounded. None of them expected this behavior

from

her.

They kept exchanging glances, clearly clueless about what was happening. Aldo peeked at the

mysterious look that Rachel had on her face. He turned up his nose in disdain, thinking that she sat there

alone because she was afraid. Right then, he called the waiter who was standing by the door and

murmured, “Go and get another chair-”

To everyone’s surprise, the swing door suddenly opened. Aldo didn’t even get to finish what he was

saying. When he turned to look, his jaws dropped. Five waiters came in carrying a table of the same

style and size as the one they were sitting at. The manager then instructed them to put it down on the

other side of the room. Some more waitstaff followed them to set the table before several other waiters

served the same dishes.

“What are—” The middle-aged man couldn’t believe his eyes. He swallowed his saliva and remembered

to breathe, then he added, “What’s happening?” As he tried to make sense of it, the waiters who had just

brought in the new table came to them and lifted the table in front of them, then left the room without

saying a word. Every single one of the directors looked utterly flabbergasted when they found

themselves

sitting beside one another and across each other with an empty space before them. They couldn’t help

but ask the same question and mumble among themselves, “What the heck was that?!” Andy walked

back in, scanned the room, and discovered a completely different layout than before he had it changed.

With an almost imperceptible smile at the corners of his mouth, he reported, “Miss Bennet, everything’s

settled.

You can take a seat now.” Pleased with the outcome, Rachel nodded at him and got up from the sofa.

She walked towards the table and perceived astonished gazes from the corner of her eye as she passed

by the directors, then she casually yet intently sat at the head of the table. Meanwhile, Aldo suddenly

looked grim. He had stopped playing with the walnut in his hand and crushed it. “Miss Bennet, What’s

the meaning of this?”

Now that Rachel was seated, she grabbed a spoon on her right and stirred the soup placed in front of

her twice. She then took a sip as though she didn’t hear Aldo question her. Realizing that she seemed to

have ignored him deliberately, Aldo’s face turned blue. He was so furious that veins started bulging on

his temples. Rachel noticed that he was about to lose his temper, so she finally smiled and opened her

mouth. “Oh, think nothing of it.

I just thought it was too small for all of us here, so I asked Andy to have the manager change it to a

bigger one.” The directors immediately shifted their gazes to the table where Rachel was and ended up

at a loss. After a few seconds, their confused faces turned into a scowl. They recognized that the table in

front of her was the exact same size as the one the waiters took away from them just now. ‘You must be

kidding!’

“You found that table small? Do you think we’re blind? It’s the same size! Rachel, do you take us for

fools? This is incredibly insulting. Don’t you have any respect for us? Tell me, is this how you play host?”

Anger filled his eyes as Aldo finally snapped. After a series of questions thrown at her, Rachel put down

the spoon and responded with a faint smile. “Oh, was I mistaken? I found it too small since you couldn’t

sit all of us there.

You were even forced to seat yourself at the head of the table where the host sits.” Aldo was left

speechless. Before long, his face turned livid. The sight of him seething amused her, so Rachel leaned

against the table, placed her left elbow on the table, and rested her chin on her palm.

“Or did you really take that chair because you were meant to? Sorry I missed that. If that’s the case, I

wouldn’t mind. When my mother was still alive, she often told me to respect the old and cherish the

young. If you had told me earlier, then I would’ve let you have this seat. I’m not petty.” Andy was standing

behind Rachel all this time. He couldn’t help but sneer at these old, arrogant men who were now at their

wit’s end.

They came here all prepared to criticize her, yet Rachel appeared to have turned the tables on them.

Apparently, taking her seat wasn’t enough to embarrass her. If they wanted the seat, then she only

needed a new table. Now that they were left with no other tricks to play, Aldo and the others would have

to put up with it.

After all, she was still the daughter and heiress of the Bennet family. “It was just a seat.” Aldo managed

to suppress his anger, but he still snorted coldly and added, “I’m not that old. I just randomly picked a

seat and sat down. I wasn’t aware it was reserved for the host, that’s all.”

“I see. Then I must have misunderstood you, Mr. Davidson,” Rachel softly replied with a smile. When he

looked into her eyes, Aldo felt inexplicably guilty. For some reason, he always felt that this little girl could

see through people—something that faintly made people feel quite oppressed Rachel narrowed her eyes

and continued, “Now that we got that out of the way, please take your seats.” Silence filled the room.

No one moved. Instead, the directors all turned to Aldo and didn’t move until he said anything. Rachel

quietly watched them move so tacit and regulated. It had already taken a full minute, but not one of them

dared to move. Her eyes began to dim as she tapped her fingertips on the table from time to time. These

directors really advocated for him. However, she was eager to see if they would still remain unified after

what would happen next. When Aldo realized that all the other directors were waiting for his order, he

immediately felt a sense of pride.

It no longer mattered to him that Rachel was the heiress of the Bennet family as long as they looked up

to him this way. Besides, to his knowledge, she was merely a nominal heir who had no sponsor. “Why

are you all looking at me? Didn’t you hear what Miss Bennet just said?” Although he was already

decidedly complacent, Aldo still had to put on a facade.

“Go on, sit!” Aldo made his way towards Rachel’s right-hand side and sat down next to her, then the

other directors followed him and took their seats. With a gleam in his eye, Aldo leaned closer to the table

and made eye contact with Rachel. “So, Miss Bennet. What’s this about?

When we received the phone call from Andy, he said that you have something to tell us today. What’s the

matter?” Suddenly, everyone turned to Rachel and focused their attention on her yet again. “Hmm.”

Rachel poured herself a glass of water before she spoke so calmly. “It’s not a big deal. We don’t have to

rush. Let’s all have dinner first, and then we can talk.”

Obviously, Aldo didn’t like her answer. He pursed his lips then replied in a firm tone, “Well then, Miss

Bennet, I’m sorry, but I can’t just sit here and enjoy this meal if you don’t tell me why we’re here today

first.”

Although what he said didn’t sound so serious, it did enlighten the other directors who were already

about to eat. . ‘That’s right!’ They were reminded that Rachel had been reckless and got herself into

trouble over and over again the past few years. Now, she showed up and wanted to have dinner with

them all of a sudden.

Something must be up. Maybe she was in trouble again, and now she was trying to get their help to

clean up a mess. As soon as they caught on to what Aldo was trying to say, all the directors placed their

chopsticks back at the chopstick rest on the table and then looked at Rachel, willing her to answer. “In

that case, all right.”

Rachel had to put down her chopsticks as well. “Andy.” It wasn’t part of her plan to make it difficult for

them to have a good meal. She did, however, find it a waste for such delicious food to be eaten by these

old, pompous men. It all turned out to be a regrettably unnecessary indulgence.

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