Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 52

With cat–like tread, Olivia Cruise crept up behind Rachel Grey, then lunged forward and shoved her with all her might, pushing her onto the road.

Without warning, the powerful force jolted Rachel from behind, hurtling her onto the busy street. She teetered in the middle of the road, and as she fought to regain her balance, a speeding car hurtled toward her from the opposite direction.

Thankfully, the driver spotted Rachel just in time and skillfully swerved the car to avoid hitting her in a close call.

As the car zoomed past Rachel, she felt a sudden gust of wind nearly knocking her off her feet. She stumbled for a moment but then regained her footing.

Everything happened in an instant, catching her off guard.

The driver suddenly rolled down the window and shouted at Rachel, “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Do you want to die? Get out of here, and don’t mess with me!” Rachel was visibly shaken. Her face turned pale, and her fingers curled tightly as if she had seen a ghost.

It wasn’t until the car had gone that her mind finally returned to reality.

face radiating with youthful innocence and a broad smile on her lips. But

slits, ominous darkness crept into their depths. Her hands, previously hanging by her sides, balled up into fists

in time, I’d have been flung over ten meters away by

up with someone as vile as Olivia, but she is

sending a chill down Olivia’s spine. With each purposeful step, she emanated

an innocent expression and said, “Rachel, I

and landed a resounding slap across Olivia’s face, silencing her.

a slap. Then, before she could even react, Rachel struck her with another powerful blow

her strength into the two slaps, and in no time, Olivia’s face turned red and

that Rachel was intimidated by the powerful Cruise and Smith families backing her

Rachel, who lacked any influential connections, crushing her would be a piece of cake for either

expected that Rachel would have the guts to lay

her face and looked pitifully at Rachel. “Rachel, I was just messing with you! Why’d you have to take it so seriously?” Unfortunately, her status as a public figure

eyes betrayed an icy coldness. “Just messing with me? Then let’s play!” she

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