Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 100

At Mrs. Smith’s words, a trace of hesitation flashed across Rachel’s eyes.

Old Mr. Smith’s birthday had been held grandly in the past three years, but it had nothing to do with Rachel.

The Smith family always kept her in the family because they were worried that Rachel’s background would be ridiculed.

Would Mrs. Smith be so kind as to ask her to stay for dinner?

Narrowing her eyes, Rachel gave Mrs. Smith a deep and long look and said, “Mrs. Smith, I appreciate your kindness, but I gotta go

now.”

Facing her indifferent attitude, Mrs. Smith had a hint of displeasure emerging in her eyes. “I know you hate me in your heart. I want to make up to you for the past. Are you gonna turn me down?”

“Just because you want to make up to me doesn’t mean I’ll let it go and forgive you,” Rachel said in a cold voice and walked away.

Rachel had never owed the Smith family a thing. Instead, the Smith family owed her too much.

it was because of what Rachel had been through in her childhood that she had trouble accepting others‘ kindness, so she would remember

family not

she and the Smith family were like fire and water. It was impossible

Old Mr. Smith had not personally made the call,

in the Smith

walked toward

old, he grew weary of the lively atmosphere. Instead, he liked to

Rachel arrived at the small garden, she saw Old Mr. Smith sitting on a rattan chair from afar. He

was specially found by Rachel back then, but it had been raised by Old Mr. Smith

at the parrot’s smooth fur, she knew that it had

Smith has been talking about you all morning.” When the nanny saw Rachel, her face was filled with

from the rattan chair. With a smile, he waved at Rachel. “You’re. finally

clenched his fists

feeling unwell?”

an old problem.”

Smith looked at Rachel’s worried expression and hurriedly explained, “I know

times. She darted Old Mr. Smith an angry