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Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 570

Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 570 

Rachel raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Smith with her eyes twin kled with a clear coldness. She said with a voice filled with coldness, “Jane only has herself to blame for her current outcome. If she didn’t have the intention to harm me, how could she have become like this? Now you want to blame me for everything? I really don’t know if the Smith family is ungrateful or if I was too kind to you in the past!”

“Kind?” Mrs. Smith snorted angrily. At this moment, she no longer cared about the noble elegance of a rich man’s wife. Her entire body was trembling with anger, and her expression was as ferocious as a shrew cursing in public. “If you were really kind, why did you take the opportunity to extort us, family? If you were kind, why did you target Jane? If you were kind, Jane would not have become like this!

“I think you have the intention to harin our Smith family! Fortunately, Louis didn’t marry you. Otherwise, our Smith family would be in big trouble!”

the Smith

Rachel sneered coldly and said, “1, Rachel, did not grow up with trash that I can fall into love with any man casily. Don’t forget, when Louis agreed to be with ine, your Smith family had nothing and were in danger. So put away your thought that your Smith family is noble and that I don’t deserve your son! “Even though the Smith family’s status in Seaxas rose and it became the rich family in Seaxas, Louis is still useless in my eyes. He was a good-for-nothing who relied on women to make a living. In the end, I’ll correct you. He didn’t initiate a breakup with me. It was because I didn’t want to be mixed up with trash

anymore.”

If Rachel hadn’t broken up with Louis, she wouldn’t have met David.

As it turned out, David was a better man than Louis.

Mrs. Smith already knew that Rachel had a glib tongue, but she did not expect Rachel to be so presumptuous in front of her.

Rachel was like a rose covered in thorns right now. She would pierce others if others touched her with at slight touch.

Mrs. Smith’s face turned pale with anger and her eyes looked even more sinister and cold.

Rachel realized that she was arguing meaninglessly. She simply took back her gaze indifferently and walked toward the restroom.

However, Mrs. Smith could not bear it when she saw how arrogant Rachel was. Rachel was like a victorious general strutting past her arrogantly.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and said, “You’re noble. You’re capable, and you’re amazing, but didn’t you work for our Smith family like a dog back then? Now that you’ve climbed the social ladder, you’ve reduced our Smith family to nothing. You must have forgotten your dog-like tail-wagging posture to beg for favor in front of Louis!”

Hearing this, Rachel stopped in her tracks.

She turned to look at Mrs. Smith. Her expression turned cold as she looked at her deeply.

Her eyes were dark as if there was a knife hidden in her pupils that could stab into Mrs. Smith’s heart at any moment.

Caught off guard, Mrs. Smith’s heart (ski p ped) a beat when she met her gaze. A chill rose from the bottom of her feet and quietly spread to her limbs and bones as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Mrs. Smith’s arrogance flame was instantly half-extinguished.

She tightened her grip on Olivia’s arm and subconsciously leaned closer to her.

Sensing Mrs. Smith’s nervousness, Olivia’s eyes flashed with imperceptible contempt.

She thought secretly that Mrs. Smith and Jane were indeed mother and daughter.

They were all idiots who looked fierce on the outside but were weak on the inside!

They only knew how to hide behind when they got into trouble!

 

Olivia restrained the contempt in her eyes and pretended to be kind. “Miss Grey, Mrs. Smith has always doted on Jane. What you said just now was indeed a little too much…”

“That was too much?” Rachel raised her eyebrows and interrupted Olivia coldly. “Do you want to try something even worse?”

Mrs. Smith was speechless, not knowing what to say.

Rachel looked at them coldly. “Why don’t we make a bet?”

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