Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 98

Rachel was wearing a burgundy velvet suit with a black lace sling inside. The female sexiness in her capable and decisive

temperament was evident. Her long hair was casually tied into a simple bun, and a few strands of hair hung down from her temples, exuding a casual charm.

She exuded an innate pride and confidence as she walked over step by step without looking sideways.

She carried herself with an aura that was difficult for one to ignore.

This kind of aura was innate, deeply engraved in her bones day after day. It was as if everything in the world was under her control. Olivia couldn’t stand Rachel’s pride the most. It was as if nothing in this world could hit her fancy.

In Olivia’s eyes, Rachel was just a person born in the countryside who had no power or influence and Rachel had nothing to show off in front of her.

The disgust and hatred in Olivia’s eyes flashed across, replaced by a gentle smile on her face. “Rachel, long time no see.”

Rachel glanced at her expressionlessly. Her cold and steady voice sounded. “You really don’t take your lesson!”

lowered her eyes and looked like she was about

spoke, she reached out to pull Rachel’s

her imperceptibly and walked straight to Old Mr. Smith’s

was furious when she saw her arrogant look. “Rachel, are you blind? There are so many elders

cold gaze swept across everyone in the hall as she said frostily, “Those who

care for me all the time are called elders. Do you think you people…

present had hurt her before.

but their actions were despicable

tolerance she had for the group of people in front of her. It was simply wishful thinking for her to bow down and

now you look down on us.” At this moment, a woman in

When she was young, she was also a rare beauty. Unfortunately, as time

Now that she knew that Rachel had been chased out of the

so many women here, they were enough to

dressed up now, but you’ve forgotten where you come from!”

to bring you back to the Smith family back then, you wouldn’t even know where you are now!

you think you’re qualified to talk about conscience with me? Have you forgotten that if it weren’t for me, the Smith family would have gone bankrupt long