Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 80

“Mr. Smith, didn’t you swear that you would name your price at will just now? Are you regretting it now?” Rachel looked at Louis with a sardonic smile.

Louis stared at Rachel, trying to see sadness or anger in her eyes.

However, her expression remained cold and indifferent, as if she was facing a stranger. This made Louis feel an indescribable sense of loss.

Could it be that she could really let go of three years of feelings so easily?

Or was it because of the man who appeared in Best Fry?!

“Rae–Rae, you’re crazy!” Mary strode to Rachel’s side and said under her breath, “How can you sell them the gown? Do you know that this adulterous couple is planning to get engaged?”

In her opinion, not being able to have something she wanted must be killing Olivia.

Therefore, Mary would rather cut the gown into pieces than sell it to Olivia to make her happy!

However, Rachel did not think so. She would be the one who lost out by cutting the clothes into pieces. The best way was to make Olivia pay the price.

be a sucker, there was no reason for Rachel

Of course, I have to fulfill your wish.” Rachel raised her eyebrows and looked at Louis with a faint smile. “Mr. Smith, are you going back

knew Louis’s

to by everyone, so how could he allow

face revealed a hint of coldness. He stared at Rachel

her voice dripping with sarcasm, “Mr. Smith was so imposing just now, but now you’re hesitating. It seems that the

almost fainted on the spot when she heard this price. She glared at Rachel and snapped, “One million dollars for a gown! Rachel, you’re blackmailing! Why don’t you just go to the

reasonable method to get money than daylight robbery? Mr. Smith, have

took a deep look at Rachel. His jawline tightened and he finally took out his bank card.

raised her chin and a shop assistant immediately took the

I’ll wish your love for each

a saying that “a jerk and a bitch are perfectly matched” popped

for Louis and Olivia in front of her.

jerk, while the other was a bitch.

could not help but cast a glance at

remained where she was. Her innate cold and arrogant