Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 105

The banquet hall fell silent as soon as Jane Smith uttered those words.

No one had expected Jane, who was widely known as a refined young lady of the Smith family to be so unreasonable.

Although it was disrespectful for Rachel Grey to present a fake as a gift at Old Mr. Smith’s birthday banquet, it was not to the extent of kneeling and apologizing in public.

In the silence, Rachel suddenly chuckled. Her voice was ice–cold. “But what if it’s authentic?”

Jane turned around and met Rachel’s unfeeling eyes. A chill instantly rose from the bottom of her feet, and she forgot to answer Rachel for a moment.

Rachel patiently repeated the question. “What if it’s authentic?”

Jane suddenly came back to her senses. She cleared her throat and straightened her back. “If it’s authentic, I’ll kneel and apologize to you.”

“Jane Smith!” Mrs. Smith snapped.

“Mom, it’s fine. Do you really think she can afford 1.91 million dollars?” Jane raised her chin slightly and looked at Rachel triumphantly.

Jane was certain that Rachel’s pocket watch was a fake.

“You’d better keep your word.”

Rachel Grey’s words, Jane’s body tensed, and

how could she take back her words?

million dollars. Jane did not believe that Rachel could afford it at

see how Rachel would continue acting all arrogantly after the result of the appraisal was out.

“But we’re not experts in this field. We wouldn’t dare

anyone familiar with such

soon as

end of the day, they were just spectators. There was no need to offend anyone by

he took a step forward and said respectfully, “I’ve met the antiquarian, Mr. Griffin, a few times. Why don’t I call him

silent all this while, suddenly said, “Then

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on the couch. He picked up a teacup and glanced at the man

Mr. Griffin, and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile that revealed a hint of mystery. “I heard Mr. Griffin has some

His gaze was like a sharp ice blade that stabbed straight at David. “Mr. Jones, I don’t know the reason for your engagement with the Johnson family, but I’ll be straightforward with you… You can’t touch the Johnson family!”

was calm, but there was a certain aggression felt

visit you in a few days, but I don’t know what Mr. Griffin’s likes are, so I specially

and stared at the man in

and handed him the phone. “Mr. Griffin, there is a

assistant. Then he picked up the phone and got up. When he spoke again, he returned to his usual kind tone. “Bernard,