Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 102

“There’s no hurry. There’s still time for you to eat,” Old Mr. Smith said calmly.

Jane Smith’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. When she raised her glass, she raised her eyebrows at Rachel Grey, who was sitting near and facing her. There was a hint of provocation in her eyes.

In the past, Rachel had never attended Old Mr. Smith’s birthday banquet, so she naturally prepared a gift this year.

Jane especially went to look at the item that Rachel had sent. The packaging of the box looked ordinary, and it was evident that it was not anything valuable.

Rachel noticed Jane’s gaze. Rachel just calmly picked up the glass of water and took a sip.

After the gathering ended, the servants presented Jane’s gifts. There were at least dozens

of them.

The relatives opened the carefully selected gifts one by one, placing them on the table for Old Mr. Smith to look at.

As everyone knew, Old Mr. Smith loved paintings and art pieces, so most of the congratulatory gifts were to his liking.

Surprisingly, Mr. Lewis from a powerful corporation even gifted a famous Baroque sculpture.

Olivia Cruise had meticulously prepared. “Grandpa, do you like this painting?” Jane

it over to

and was overjoyed.

Rachel raised her head and smiled

specially visited a collector and bought this painting. from him.

there not to like about this?” Old

held the painting. It was not exactly exquisite, but even its canvas

it was monopolized by the nobles. They were a common gift

it repeatedly and caressed it lovingly. Even though he did not like Olivia, he could not help but say sincerely, “Thank

you like it,” Olivia said. She appeared to

paled in

see. she has been trying to think of a way to please Old Mr. Smith. What an affectionate

“Mrs. Smith is so lucky. Her son is outstanding, and even her future daughter–in–law is competent. How

daughter–in–law, I might thank the

Louis, you must hurry up. Otherwise, you’ll regret

same age. The two of them grew up together. They

straightforward, Olivia shyly leaned into Louis’s arms. However, she vaguely realized that

saw Rachel sitting not far away. Olivia secretly gritted her teeth, but there was still a gentle smile on her face. “Louis, what’s wrong?”