Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 1536

Suddenly, his phone rang, cutting him off from what he was about to say.

Roger took out his phone from his pocket and checked who was calling.

It was a call from his secretary, presumably for work.

He hung up.

However, his phone rang again just as he was about to shove it back into his pocket.

Rachel said, “It must be something urgent.

You can answer the call first.”

Roger looked at her and bobbed his head.

Then he turned around and walked towards the stairs before finally answering his ringing phone.

Moments later, Clara kept singing praises to Rachel donning the dress.

The latter only accorded her with a smile and replied from time to time.

Finishing his phone call, Roger walked back, his face sporting a complicated look.

Gone was the cheery persona he had earlier.

“Rachel,” he muttered in a low voice.

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Rachel and Clara looked at him almost at the same time.

The moment Rachel’s eyes landed on him, her heart pounded against her chest, an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness attacking her senses.

She unconsciously clenched her fists and pressed her lips.

Despite the churning discomfort, she waited for what he would say next.

At the same time, Carson and Hector were standing outside the hospital’s emergency room.

Hector clutched his cane, took a deep breath and eyed the middle-aged man clad with white lab gown in front of him, trying to suppress his voice from trembling.

Hector urged, “Say it again.”

“There’s nothing left we can do.

Mr.

Sullivan’s condition was critical.

Last time when he jumped off the building, he hit his head badly.

In addition, the bomb’s impact caused a great deal of damage to his body.

Surviving was already a miracle.

He just got a little better, but he lacked a full rest.

The recent incident didn’t help, either.

In fact, it was too much for his body to handle.

I’m sorry.

We failed to save him this time.”

Hector swayed as he looked toward the emergency room.

A person was lying on the bed in the center of the emergency room.

A white sheet covered the body, including the head.

The instruments around seemed to beep mournful sounds, sharp and harsh.

Back at the Gardenia Studio, Roger gave them the news.

The smile on

Rachel’s and Clara’s faces froze.

Roger stepped forward and said gently, “Carson said he doesn’t plan to hold a grand funeral for Victor.

Rachel.

Do you want to go and see him? I’ll come with you.”

Rachel’s ears started to buzz.

She looked at Roger and saw that his mouth was moving, but she didn’t seem to hear what he said.