Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 112

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 112

Her supporter?

It turned out that there was really unreasonable favoritism in this world. There would be people who would tolerate your indifference and accept everything about you.

Rachel Grey felt like her chest had been thumped lightly, and a warm current gradually filled her broken heart. She felt warm and cozy all over.

At this moment, she really wanted to run up to him, hug him tightly, and you, David Jones.” say,

“Thank She thought, “Thank you for showing up when I was in such a sorry state and bringing me a trace of warmth..

“Thank you for standing on my side and believing me unconditionally.”

Although Old Mr. Smith did not know David’s identity, he could tell that David was not someone to be underestimated.

Old Mr. Smith narrowed his eyes, shifting his gaze between David and Rachel. Then, he sighed and said flatly, “What are you all waiting for? Apologize now! Otherwise, don’t even think about stepping in my house from now on!”

In other words, Old Mr. Smith wanted to sever ties with them.

If that were the case, wouldn’t all of Old Mr. Smith’s assets fall into the hands of Old Mr. Smith’s eldest son if he passed away?

Upon hearing this, some of them finally lost their cool and panicked. A man stood up and apologized, “Miss Grey, I’m sorry. We were wrong earlier. Please accept my sincere apology.”

Rachel sat on the chair and did not react at all. She was fiddling with a cup in her hand as if deliberately waiting for someone else to do the same.

The group of people looked at one another and stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do.

It wasn’t until the Smith family’s second uncle broke the silence. He nudged his wife. forward, saying, “What are you waiting for? Hurry and apologize!”

“What was that for?” the Smith family’s second aunt glared at him angrily. “Apologize yourself if you want to!”

Old Mr. Smith was getting older day by day. No one could guarantee that an accident would not happen. They would regret it for life if they missed out on dividing Old Mr. Smith’s assets because of this incident.

At the thought of this, Second Uncle Smith, who had always been afraid of his wife, became even more determined. “If you don’t apologize today, we’ll get a divorce!”

Second Aunt Smith stared at him in disbelief. Her eyes were slightly red. “Frederick Smith, how dare you… How dare you ask me for a divorce!”

“I’d rather not want a sharp–tongued woman like you!” Second Uncle Smith looked at her

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with a dark expression. I’ll give you two choices. Either apologize to Miss Grey now, or we’ll divorce and you can leave with nothing!”