Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 81

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 81

Rachel’s footsteps paused slightly, but she did not turn around to look at him, nor did she give him any response.

However, Louis’s words aroused Mary’s curiosity. “Didn’t you break up with the Smith family? Besides, the Smith family disliked you so much back then. Why did they invite you to the old man’s birthday banquet now?”

Rachel hid her identity then and followed Louis back to the Smith family. None of the Smith family members took a fancy to her. It was okay if they mocked her behind her back, but they also

prohibited her from participating in public events, claiming it was not good for girls to expose themselves publicly. After all, they were just worried they would be embarrassed because Rachel was a country bumpkin everyone mocked.

Rachel said, “Old Mr. Smith gave me something back then. After returning it, we’re even.”

“It’s a pity that Old Mr. Smith had a discerning eye back then.” Mary sighed softly. “But my heart is always in a mess. I’m worried these ingrates will cause trouble during the birthday banquet.”

Rachel glanced at her and said lightly, “As long as they’re not afraid of a happy celebration turning into a funeral.”

After leaving the studio, Rachel returned to the company.

First, she held a two–hour meeting for the land of South Valley. Then, she returned to her office to continue working.

Unknowingly, the sun slowly set in the west.

At this moment, Linda pushed the door open and walked in. She stood before Rachel and said respectfully, “Ms. Grey, Mr. Ken Justin said he has something very important to see you about.“–

Rachel frowned. It was not because she was disgusted by Ken Justin’s appearance but because of the inexplicable pain in her abdomen.

She adjusted her breathing slightly and pressed her palm hard on her abdomen. Her tone was no different from usual. “Tell him he doesn’t have to see me if it’s not urgent.”

Linda responded and turned to leave the office.

The office door closed. Rachel bent her back in a sorry state and pressed harder on her abdomen. Her hand on the table clenched into a fist.

After an unknown period of time, the pain gradually eased.

She slowly straightened up and took a deep breath. Then she poured a cup of hot water and sipped it.