NovelOnlineTen minutes later, the bathroom door opened from the inside. Rachel tapped the earpiece
with her finger and hung up a notice on the door. The words that were written on the board said, “Ongoing Maintenance.” “Boss,
are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?” Quintin asked with concern.
“I‘m fine.” Rachel checked her dress all over. If someone were to look carefully enough, they would find a bloodstain on it. But
since she was wearing a dark crimson dress, it was unnoticeable.
“Oh, thank god.” Quintin breathed a sigh of relief. “I was so worried just now. I thought Alice would hurt you!”
Alice was so out of it and obviously wanted to harm Rachel. He was afraid that something bad would happen to her. Fortunately,
the drug took effect. Datura was a strong substance. A small
bit of it could last for at least half a year. Once it came in contact with skin, it would penetrate
through the blood capillaries, rushing over to the heart and brain.
The blood vessels on the back of one‘s hand would turn red as the drug took action, and the more hyper one was, the faster it to
ok effect. That was why Rachel didn‘t mind any of Alice‘s threats and rousing words earlier.
It was all part of her plan. Seeing that the blood vessels on the back of Alice‘s hand were turning
red, it indicated that the datura was in action.
If Rachel ignored Alice, she would have felt more emotional and would trigger the effect of the drug faster than normal. She had
perfectly calculated
the time when she confronted Alice. “That was a smart move, boss. But don‘t ever do that again! You scared me out of my wits!”
Quintin complained.
on the floor. When he looked at his watch, it had already been ten minutes since Rachel went to the bathroom. He frowned and t
hought of checking up on her, but when he went towards the bathroom, Rachel was already approaching. “I‘m a little full,” Rachel
said as she slowly walked up to him.
“You‘re full? But you only took a few bites.” Victor gave her a skeptical glance, but she appeared to be normal. “Or you just don‘t l
ike the food?” “Not very much,” Rachel responded as she caught a glimpse of the
red wine on the table. “What would you like to eat then?” “A burger would be nice,” Rachel replied in a casual tone.
“I‘ll ask the chef to make one for you. Return to your room after you finish eating.” Victor‘s voice was powerful and commanding,
sounding like Rachel was not allowed to refuse. “No, thank you. I already asked the chef yesterday and didn‘t like the taste. And t
he vegetables weren‘t fresh at all,” Rachel explained. “Plus, I‘m already this full. I want to go back and rest.”
Victor locked his gaze on her for a long time. He didn‘t insist anymore. He let Rachel eat a few more bites of steak and allowed
her to go back to her room.
The next morning As soon as Rachel opened the bedroom door, the appetizing scent of food tickled her nose. “Miss Bennet, you‘
re awake. They brought the breakfast here just now.” The maid smiled as she took the meal from the trolley and placed it on the
table. Rachel walked to the table and noticed it was a hamburger. She blinked a few times, feeling stunned. “A hamburger?” “Yes
, Miss Bennet. You don‘t like it?
Should I go tell the chef to make you something else?” The maid followed her gaze
and looked at the hamburger on the table. “I thought
it was a little strange that they only sent a hamburger here.” Rachel continued to look at it without saying anything. “Perhaps the
ship doesn‘t have much food left? When I got up earlier, I saw a helicopter flying above the ship. It seemed that it came to
was going on.
The maid took Rachel‘s silence as a yes and assumed that she didn‘t want the hamburger, so she took out her phone and said, “
Miss Bennet, I‘ll call the chef right now and ask them to get your something else.” “No, it‘s fine.” “Then I assume you‘ll have this h
amburger for breakfast, Miss Bennet?” the maid asked for confirmation. Rachel stared at the hamburger for a while and said, “Du
mp it in the trash.” “Pardon? You want to throw it away?”
The maid thought she heard
wrong, so she asked again in disbelief. Rachel ignored her, turning away to go back to bed. The maid looked at Rachel‘s back, fe
eling confused. It was such a waste to throw it, so she hesitated for a while. But after
some time, she sighed and followed Rachel‘s order.
The doorbell rang soon after. Ivan brought some stylists along with him. The trip was coming to a close, so there would be a gran
d dinner party tonight. There would also be an auction, the proceeds of which would be donated to charity. It was the main event
of the cruise. So tonight‘s dinner party was particularly important. The stylists quickly set up their tools and started to prepare Ra
chel for it. The maid was in awe as the stylists took out Rachel‘s dress from the suitcase.
“It‘s so beautiful!” she exclaimed. “Of course. It is one of our latest collections. Mr. Sullivan personally asked for it. It‘s not suitable
maid asked, her eyes widening. The maid couldn‘t believe what she had just heard. Staring at the dress in shock, she couldn‘t com
a hundred million dollars.
She swallowed and muttered, “I‘ve never even seen so much money in my life.” “The same goes for me. If someone would do this
be delivered by the same helicopter and even cooked breakfast for her himself!”
Hearing this, the maid asked, “He cooked breakfast for Miss Bennet himself?” “Yes, I heard from the
waiter that Mr. Sullivan was cooking in the kitchen this morning. A hamburger or something?” A Hamburger? So what she had just
The maid gulped and looked at the trashcan in a daze. “Hey! Enough talking. Help me move the wardrobe over there.” The maid c
dress, could you afford to pay for it?!”
“I... I just want to feel the fabric...”
“Youcan‘t!” The maid pursed her lips and awkwardly withdrew her hand. She was feeling embarrassed but was reluctant to look aw
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