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 Be...” Rachel heard the concern in Andy''s voice. To ease his trepidation, she


    gave him a reassuring look and asked him toe 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 nces, 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


    bbergasted 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 apletely differentyout than before he had


    it changed. With an almost imperceptible smile at the corners of his mouth, he reported, “Miss


    Be, everything''s settled.


    You can take a seat now.” Pleased with the oue, 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 ying with the walnut in his hand and crushed it.


    “Miss Be, What''s the meaning of this?”


    Now that Rachel was seated, she grabbed a spoon on her right and stirred the soup ced 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 y


    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, ced 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 y, Aldo and the others would


    have to put up with it.


    After all, she was still the daughter and heiress of the Be 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 regted. 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 Be 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 Be just said?” Although he was


    already decidedlycent, 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 Be. 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 ss 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 Be, 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 ced


    their chopsticks back at the chopstick rest on the table and then looked at Rachel, willing her to


    answer. “In that case, all right.”N?velDrama.Org holds text ? rights.


    Rachel had to put down her chopsticks as well. “Andy.” It wasn''t part of her n 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.