Chapter 24: How Could I Marry You If I Wasn’t Whore
Chapter 24: How Could I Marry You If I Wasn’t Whore
"I’ll be offering thirty percent higher than the market price in exchange for the three-months waiting period.The Bennet Group is struggling to keep itself afloat.You don’t have any use for it.Even if it goes bankrupt, you’ll gain nothing from it in the end.It’ll be better for you to just sell it to me for a profit, yes?"
"For a profit, huh? That sounds like a good deal," This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
Victor said with a wry smile.
"It seems that I underestimated you, Rachel."
Rachel knew that it was best not to confront him head on for now.
She lowered her gaze and said, "My mother left the fate of the Bennet Group to me.No matter what happens, I can’t let it end in my hands.If you think the offer isn’t high enough, you can negotiate for a higher price, and I’ll try my best to fulfill it."
If she couldn’t afford Victor’s final offer, Rachel figured she could just take hacking orders in public rather than in the forum.
That way, even if Victor’s asking price for the Bennet Group was twice its original value, it wouldn’t be a problem for her.
Right now, he was staring at her in silence.
He had heard about the will left by her mother when Ivan reported it to him, but it would be impossible for Rachel to buy the entire Bennet Group with the little money she got from her inheritance.
But for some reason, she didn’t seem like she was just talking big.
‘Where is she supposed to get that much money?’ Victor looked at Rachel, examining her face.
Her eyelashes were slightly trembling, her nose was prominent yet small, and her supple lips were like cherry blossoms.
Aside from that, her white dress highlighted her graceful figure.
As a matter of fact, Rachel was just as beautiful as her mother when Elisa was still young.
However, Rachel had always appeared in front of everyone wearing heavy makeup and weird clothing, which made people overlook her natural beauty.
To them, they just saw her as an impolite and ill-bred lady; a waste of space.
Victor thought Rachel was stunningly charming when he saw her in the Crown Club last time, but he never imagined that her temperament would change as well by just changing into a different set of clothes.
With this kind of beauty, it was enough for a man to be tempted and spend all of his money on her.
When that thought crossed Victor’s mind, his eyes dimmed.
Suddenly, the air around him dropped a few degrees.
"You want me to name my price, huh? You’re a generous lady, Miss Rachel Bennet."
Rachel didn’t say anything, but she looked at him with all seriousness.
Victor smirked as his eyes glinted.
"Rachel, from what hell are you drawing this delusion that I need your money? You have so little to give.Frankly, it’s insulting."
"I didn’t mean that.All I want is to take back the Bennet Group.But since you want it to go bankrupt, why don’t you just name your price and I’ll take it off your hands.Isn’t that better?” Rachel said with a frown.
"Are you really that desperate to have the Bennet Group back? No matter how much it costs?"
Victor’s eyes glinted with malice.
"Yes, I do." Rachel looked into his eyes, determined to get her company back.
"What if I say I won’t sell to you for anything lower than five hundred million dollars?"
Victor responded, eyeing her up and down, and interested to hear her response.
Based on the Bennet Group’s financial situation, it would be impossible to sell it for more than twenty million dollars.
‘Five hundred million? That’s twenty-five times higher than the company’s net worth! Anybody who heard that absurd price would’ve left without looking back.
This was a deal that would definitely put Rachel into crippling debt.
Victor was practically asking her to give up her life.
She wouldn’t get any benefit out of that deal.
It would only make the Bennet Group a burden to her.
Rachel fell silent for a long time.
Victor put on a sardonic smile, and asked, "What’s the matter? Didn’t you just say that I can name my price?"
At this moment, she was trying to figure out how she would come up with the money ‘Five hundred million dollars.If I start taking hacking orders again, a large order would bring me at least twenty million dollars.It shouldn’t take longer than a week to finish the order at my previous speed of fulfilling orders.’
With that in consideration, Rachel was still worried that she wouldn’t be able to gather five hundred million dollars in a three-month time span.
It had been a long time since she checked her account.
She wasn’t even sure how much money was in there.
‘No matter how much money there is in the account, it’s at least something.Perhaps I’ll be able to pull together the five hundred million?’ After thinking for a while, Rachel looked at Victor.
"Fine.Five hundred million dollars.It’s a deal.You will sell the Bennet Group to me, but you’ll have to give me three months to gather that money.Give me three months, and I promise you, I’ll give you that money."
For a second, Victor’s smile disappeared, and it looked like he was surprised to hear her response.
When his gaze met hers, the scene where she was bending over in front of other men, and begging them for pleasure appeared in his mind out of the blue.
An inexplicable eyes when he thought of that.
"Three months…"
Victor muttered, his face looking sinister.
Rachel felt that something was off about his reaction.
She wanted to back away from him, but there was no more room for her to move away, for she was already backed against the elevator’s door.
"Victor “
"Rachel." Victor was gritting his teeth, the veins on his temples appeared, and his eyes reflected Rachel’s delicate figure.
"Where will you get so much money?" Rachel wanted to speak, but she hesitated.
Just when she was about to answer, Victor leaned against the door frame and said, "Don’t say you got it from your inheritance.Five hundred million dollars.Even at the Bennet Group’s peak, it didn’t have that much money.Rachel, if you’re trying to deceive me, I can erase the Bennet Group from existence right now!"
Her heart almost leapt from her chest.
She didn’t doubt that Victor would live up to his words.
But she quickly calmed down, staring back at him without hesitation.
"Victor, you and I are just doing business.I am under no obligation to tell you where I’m going to get the money.Rest assured that the money is coming from an upright method."
Rachel never made money through crimes like murder, arson, or robbery.
‘‘ Why would I feel guilty? Besides, why does he care where I’m getting the money?‘’
Upon hearing her answer, Victor confirmed his assumption, and his eyes grew colder.
"From an upright method?"
"That’s right."
"Rachel, you must’ve earned your money through your dirty tricks.Not only have you made no improvement lately, but you also became more shameless than ever.You are fucking whore!"
Slap! Rachel slapped Victor’s face, while clenching her other fist.
Her eyes were brimming with anger as her chest heaved up and down.
Through gritted teeth, she said, "Victor! We’re divorced! Who are you to say that to me? Who do you think you are? I used to be a whore, that’s true.But if I was never a whore, why would I ever lose my mind and marry a demon like you? Marrying a random man on the street is far better than marrying you, and I wouldn’t have been humiliated like this!"
Victor was caught off-guard by what Rachel did.
His head tilted back a little.
When he looked back at her, his eyes showed no signs of wavering, making it impossible to read his emotions.
Rachel knew that the calmer he looked, the more Victor was restraining his anger.
A bottomless abyss was hidden beneath his alluring eyes, and it could drag Rachel in at any time.
And if that day ever came, she would never see the sunlight again.
What she had said was something that could never be taken back.
"What did you just say to me, Rachel?"
Victor shouted; he was just about ready to murder her.
Rachel took a deep breath, staring back at him without hesitation.
"I’m saying that the worst decision I ever made was that I once loved you and married you!"