Rebecca slowly set the knife down, pausing her task of slicing the apple.

She seemed to finally grasp the meaning behind Victor's words.

"You're telling me to let Zachary know it was me who saved him, so he'll feel pity for me? So he'll 'reward' me with a little love because of this?" Rebecca shook her head firmly. "Victor, I can't do that."

She didn't want to use this as leverage to tie Zachary to her.

The love she desired was ...