"Get out of my way," Victor ordered with a frown.
Lukas was still refusing to give up.
Today, Victor was allowed to get out of bed and walk for fifteen minutes a day but he couldn’t strain his
body more than that.
He couldn’t stand for long because of his injuries.
Furthermore, the blood clot in his brain showed no signs of disappearing.
The doctor even proposed that he stay in the hospital for nine months rather than just six months.
Victor sprung out of bed as soon as the doctor left the room, intending to leave the hospital.
"Sir, please tell me what you want.I’ll take care of it.The doctor said that you can’t be out of bed."
"Lukas, I’ll say it the last time. Get out of the way!"
Victor cut him off.
"I can’t," Lukas answered sincerely.
"I have promised your grandma that I would take care of you.I’ll be murdering you and failing her if I let
you go now! She had been so kind to me; I can’t possibly let her down now."
Victor’s eyes clouded.
"Mr.Sullivan, please return to bed and get some rest," Lukas said with concern.
"If you are concerned about the Sullivan Group, Mr.Scott assured you that everything would be alright,
correct? Even though Mr.Scott looks to be a playboy, I can tell that he is reliable.You should have
confidence in his ability to lead the Sullivan Group now that you’ve given him the reins."
Victor understood that Lukas stopped him because he had taken him as family.
"Fine!" Victor gave in.
"So, you’re not going to leave?" Lukas inquired with a wry grin.
Victor coughed abruptly.
"Mr.Sullivan, are you in any discomfort? Please get back into bed."
Lukas became concerned when he heard his cough.
"I’m okay.Perhaps because I’ve been standing for so long, my chest feels a little congested," Victor
remarked in a low voice and stopped Lukas.
"Congested?"
"Yes, please call the doctor."
Lukas quickly nodded and added, "I will now call the doctor.You’d be better off going back to bed, sir."
Turning around, Victor headed towards the bed.
Without hesitating, Lukas made a U-turn and left the ward.
But after Lukas left the ward, Victor turned around and stepped out of the room.
As soon as the two bodyguards outside saw Victor emerge, they stood straight and greeted him in
unison.
"Mr.Sullivan!"
"Get the car ready," Victor said in a cold voice.
The bodyguards were surprised and unconsciously glanced back.
When Lukas had just departed, he told them to pay attention to Victor before he went.
Luke also reminded them that if anything occurred, they should phone him immediately.
But now, Victor was leaving the hospital.
"Mr.Sullivan, where do you want to be taken?" asked one of the bodyguards.
"To the Bennet family."
The preparation for the welfare home project was almost complete, but Rachel couldn’t find a proper
partner due to the project’s high need for finance and the fact that there would be little return in the
near future.
At last, she accepted to work with the Jimenez Group.
It was not that she couldn’t withdraw the money straight from her bank account in the Red Hackers.She
didn’t have a problem with it.She had the financial means to back the Bennet Group financially.
But she needed the Jimenez Group’s notoriety.She was going to do a good job on this endeavor since
she had determined to do it.
Nevertheless, it would take a long time and perhaps would not work out so well if she was doing it
alone.
The Bennet Group seemed to be on the verge of bankruptcy to the general public.
A charity project wasn’t a very good idea at the time since people would think they wanted to do a rug-
pull before their demise.
The Jimenez Group was the ideal partner. Now that the project had officially begun, the Bennet Group
and the Jimenez Group met to examine its progress by listening to the project manager’s report.
Since Rachel was the one who started this initiative, she had no intention of handing it over to anybody
else except herself.
In the conference room, the project manager placed the laser pointer on the desk and said, "Miss
Bennet, Mr.Jimenez, my presentation is complete.The issues we’ve experienced so far have been
steadily addressed.After the media learned that we were working together to build a welfare home, they
published several stories and the reaction has been positive."
Roger signed the paper he had in his hands.
After that, he turned to the other members of the project team and said, "I appreciate all of your efforts,
and I especially want to thank you.I’ve instructed my assistant to reserve a special dining room at
Valmead Club just for you to use for dinner."
"Thank you very much, Mr.Jimenez."
Everyone rose to their feet and thanked Roger with excitement after hearing this.
Rachel also signed the agreement and gave it to the project manager.
"I think we’ve wrapped up the meeting.You may now head back and prepare for dinner."
"Miss Bennet, that’s alright.We’d love to have you join us," requested the project manager.
She could see the rain coming down the French windows from where she sat.
Rachel remarked with a sigh, "I’m sorry, but I’m not going to be joining you today; I have other
plans.Have a good time, guys.In addition, you may not be able to fully appreciate the experience if I’m
present."
"How so? We can’t wait to have dinner with you."
Once she gained control of the Bennet Group, Rachel restructured and eliminated all unnecessary
regulations, removed managers who couldn’t do their duties, and shook up the board of directors to
teach them a valuable lesson in business ethics.
Rachel was despised only by those who were unable to do their jobs properly.
Aside from individuals who had been brought in via their connections, all of the project team members
were ambitious and skilled workers.
They finally had their opportunity after Rachel came, so it was only natural that they’d love her.
Another guy added, "Miss Bennet, please come with us."
"I’m pressed for time.After our next meeting, I’ll take everyone out to enjoy the hot spring."
Rachel grinned as she stood up.
The project manager agreed and stated, "Sure.Miss Bennet, then I guess this is goodbye for now."
Rachel nodded, then the group filed out of the room.
Within less than a minute, just Rachel and Roger remained.
Rachel’s phone rang on the desk.
When Rachel took it, she saw a message.
Seeing it, her face burst into a grin.
"Was it sent by Joe?"
Roger inquired after seeing the gleam in her eyes.
"Yes."
Roger cocked his head and gazed out the window at the rain.
"Rachel, are you going home?" he inquired as he picked up his suit from the armrest of the chair.
Rachel put away her phone and answered, "I told Joe I’d go home early and make him something
lovely.I’m so sorry I won’t join you for dinner!"
"Rachel, I’ve made it clear to you that we’re friends," Roger said.
"You also did say we could be friends, didn’t you? Then stop apologizing so much." Rachel grinned
while lowering her eyes.
"It’s pouring, and the road is likely to be slick.I’d be happy to drive you home."
The screen of Rachel’s phone suddenly lighted up as she was ready to decline.
She noticed the message Joey sent her just now and that she promised Joey she would think about
her relationship with Roger.
"Sure." She nodded.
Meanwhile, the doorbell rang as soon as Joey got off the couch after texting Rachel.
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