Chapter: 1082

Mr. Sullivan.

Rachel regained her senses, cocked her head up, and looked right into

Victor's deep-set eyes.

She was utterly startled, completely forgetting about the broken plate. Regardless of how much pain she was feeling in her forehead, she took two steps back to leave Victor's arms.

"Don't move." Noticing that she intended to push him away, Victor held her tighter. He pulled her in front of him, then turned to

Lukas.

"Have someone clean this up and bring me the first-aid kit

After he said this, Victor lowered his gaze. His angular face held an unreadable expression.

Rachel followed his eyes and discovered that her ankle was bleeding.

Even though she tried to avoid the plate, the fragments had still somehow managed to scratch her.

"But." Lukas looked at Victor and moved his lips to say something.

But before he could, Victor shot him a cold glance.

Lukas had to swallow his words.

He right away sent the servants to clean up the mess and turned around to look for the kit.

Victor was still holding onto Rachel's wrist. She eventually came to her senses. At the thought that Joey was still missing, there was no time to worry about her ankle. She moved her wrist out of his grasp and said in an indifferent tone, "Mr. Sullivan, please let go of me."

Victor turned to look at her.

Rachel struggled in his arms. Scared that she might fall down later,

Victor had to loosen his grip.

“Stop moving around. Your ankle is hurt."

“I'm perfectly fine." Rachel turned around, intending to walk away, but the moment she started moving around, the pain in her ankle intensified, making her furrow her brows. She underestimated the injury. She originally thought it was just a flesh wound.

Rachel rested for a bit and then proceeded to walk around.

Seeing how much pain she was in, Victor narrowed his eyes. He made his way toward her, grabbed her arm behind the back, lifted her up, and walked in the direction of the sofa in the living room.

"Victor!" Rachel was stunned.

"Put me down at once."

With a straight face, Victor glanced over at her without saying a word. He went on to tighten his grip on her arm even more. He obviously wasn't going to listen to her.