Chapter 20: What Doesn’t Belong To You Will Never Be Yours


    Alice’s eyes glinted with fear. Her left leg took half a step back, preventing her from retreating and forcing


    her to hold her ground.


    No matter what, she was not going to show her timidity!


    Rachel was pathetic. There was nothing for Alice to be scared of. She was certain that Rachel wouldn’t


    lay a hand on her here. Otherwise, she would have a reason to get Rachel arrested, and she would get


    her revenge. Alice kept trying to embolden herself, staring directly into Rachel’s eyes. Right now, Rachel


    stood proudly in front of Alice. As a matter of fact, Alice was half a head taller than her at the moment


    because she was in high heels, but Rachel looked a lot more daunting that Alice.


    “You’re right about one thing, Alice,” Rachel said with a straight face. Alice’s reflection was in her eyes.


    At the moment, Alice didn’t look very impressive. “What?” Alice stammered.


    “What doesn’t belong to you, shall never be yours.” Rachel grinned. Before Alice could react, Rachel


    shoved her away, and stormed out of the Sullivan Group’s building. Meanwhile, Alice was left there,


    dumbfounded for a long time before she came to her senses.


    Rachel just satirized her for coveting something that didn’t belong to her!


    Alice’s face turned grim. She was clenching her hands so hard that her manicured nails dug into her


    palms. She then turned around, watching Rachel walk away from the building. Alice restrained her anger,


    and shouted, “Rachel, I’d like to see how long you can keep up your stubbornness!”


    Changing Victor’s mind once he had made a decision was nigh impossible. The Be Group’s


    bankruptcy was practically set in stone. Rachel was just wasting her time if she was going to keep on


    struggling! Alice took a deep breath, took out her phone and dialed a number. Momentster, the call


    connected. As she walked towards the elevator, she said, “Mr. Aron, this is Alice. There are still some


    omissions in Be Group’s debt list that I gave you before. I’ll sort out thetest list and send it to you


    via email. The mount of debt the Be Group has umted is around twenty million dors.”


    Once Aron had responded, Alice stepped into the elevator and replied, “Yes. Mr. Sullivan has specifically


    instructed me that all the debts must be paid by Rachel alone. I believe something like this is a piece of


    cake for an outstandingwyer like you to pull off.”


    After leaving the Sullivan Group, Rachel didn’t go home immediately. Instead, she went to an Inte


    cafe.


    The cafe was located in a small building near the entrance of an alley. It was around thirty square


    meters, and was packed with more than tenputers. Although the ambiance wasn’t good, it had one


    redeeming quality. The customers didn’t have to show their IDs to rent aputer. It was around two in


    the afternoon, the hottest time of the day. Inside the dim Inte cafe, there were a few junior high


    school students who skipped sses to yputer games here, and only the sound what Doesn t


    Belong To You Will Never Be Yours of clicking keyboards and mouses could be heard.


    Once Rachel had rented out a seat, she turned on theputer, bent down, and skilfully unplugged the


    network.


    Momentster, she started tapping on the keyboard with an impressive speed. Consequently, the


    computer monitor turned ck, and a series of codes appeared from the top of the screen going


    downwards someone


    After a while, a web page popped up. This was a forum. Additionally, this forum had no URL, for it was


    built on the dark web. Rachel casually checked the posts on the forum. If someone were to stand behind


    her and look at the monitor, that person would be shocked by the posts on this forum, and how calm


    Rachel was while looking through them. Any post that belonged to this forum could cause a real world


    turmoil if exposed. The purpose of this forum was for trading. Traders could post on the forum to make


    orders or vice versa. All kinds of orders existed in the forums. Anything that you could possibly imagineProperty ? N?velDrama.Org.


    or anything beyond your imagination could be traded there. Here, even taking away someone’s life was


    just a matter of money. Everything was literallybelled with a price tag. With the right price, any order


    could be aplished. And because of the dark web’s identity protection and anonymity, neither of the


    two parties trading on the forum knew each other’s identity. Your trading partner could be an ouw, an


    international criminal police, or a hacker… much like Rachel. She stayed in the cafe for an hour and a


    half before she went back home.


    In the vi’s living room, Andy and Abby had been waiting for Rachel. Ever since she left the house, they


    had been ncing at the door every half hour to see if she hade home.


    At longst, Rachel had returned. As soon as she stepped into the house, Andy and Abby stood up at


    the same time and looked at her. “Miss Be, you’re back,” Abby greeted her, taking out Rachel’s


    slippers for her. Rachel nodded in response. For a moment, Abby hesitated and wondered how to ask


    Rachel about her meeting with Victor. But just


    tter a word, Andy chimed in. “Miss Be, what did Mr. Sullivan say?”


    Once those words had been spoken, both Andy and Abby looked at Rachel, eagerly awaiting her


    response. Rachel cleared her throat, and she felt a bit ufortable because they were staring at her


    expectantly. She had intended to beat around the bush at first, but when she saw how eager they were,


    she felt too guilty to do so. Rachel touched the tip of her nose using her index finger, formting the right


    words to say, so that she wouldn’t sound perfunctory.


    Since Rachel hadn’t said anything, disappointment shed through Andy’s eyes. “Miss Be, Mr.


    Sullivan didn’t agree, did he?” Upon hearing that, Rachel nodded. Although Andy had been mentally


    prepared for that answer, his heart still sank when he found out. However, he quickly adjusted his mood


    and forced a smile.


    What Doesn’t Belong To You Will Never Be Yours “Don’t worry, Miss Be, for I will do everything I can


    to help you. If you don’t have enough money to pay off your debts, I’ll also help you with that. Trust me,


    we can get through this ordeal together. If we can’t pay off this debt until the day I die, I’ll ask my child,


    my grandchild, and future generations of my lineage to continue paying off your debt until it’s all paid off.”


    Rachel’s heart skipped a beat again. “Yes, Miss Be, I agree with Mr. Torres. And I’ll also help you.”


    Abby nodded eagerly. Rachel smiled at them both. “Okay, I’ll keep that in mind.” Abby was worried about


    Rachel. She didn’t want her to be sad, for she knew just how much Rachel loved Victor in the past.


    However, he never reciprocated her love, and now, he was doing everything he could to drive Rachel


    into a corner. “Anyway, it’s time to prepare for dinner. What would you like to eat tonight?” Abby asked,


    changing the topic. “I’ll eat whatever you cook. I’m feeling a little sleepy at the moment, so I’m going


    upstairs to take a nap.” “In that case, I’m going home to check some rtivews to figure out if there’s


    another way to get us out of this ordeal,” said Andy. Rachel yawned, and it spawned tears in the corner


    of her eyes. “If my memory serves me right, there’s aplete collection ofws and regtions in my


    study. If you want, you can go to the study and help yourself. It’ll save you a lot of time,” she remarked.


    Andy’s eyes widened in surprise. “Aplete… collection?” he stammered. Rachel nodded firmly. “It’s


    on the leftmost bookshelf in the study. I assume it’s aplete collection, from the very first constitution


    until the present day.” Andy was dumbfounded to hear that.