Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 113

Second Aunt Smith clenched her fists so tightly that there were nail marks on her palms, but she did not feel any pain She lowered her eyes and restrained her emotions. She suppressed the indignation and humiliation she felt and finally gave in. “Miss Grey, I’m sorry. I was wrong!”

“Clank!” That was the sound of the cup being placed on the table. The Smiths could not help but tremble.

Rachel Grey slowly raised her eyes and looked at her. “Just this once.”

With that, she stood up and was about to leave when she realized that David Jones was no longer in the hall. It was as if everything that had happened earlier was only her imagination.

“Wait a minute.” Old Mr. Smith suddenly called out to her from behind.

Rachel stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Old Mr. Smith.

Old Mr. Smith pulled out the “Shares Transfer Agreement” that he had prepared previously. “You came to celebrate my birthday with good intentions today, but in the end, so much trouble arose. Take this as compensation from me.”

Everyone panicked when they saw Old Mr. Smith pull out the agreement. “Dad, what are you doing?”

“How can you give the company’s shares to outsiders so nonchalantly?”

Old Mr. Smith glared at them and scolded, “Shut up, all of you!”

but they had no choice but

accept this,” Rachel rejected again.

did not need any compensation from the Smith family, nor did she want to be involved with the Smith family in any

if you don’t accept it,” Old Mr. Smith said. “All these years, the Smith family has owed you much. Now that such

wanted anything from the Smith family.

Mr. Smith saw that Rachel had made up her mind and knew that there

a long time before speaking again. “I hope

understood why Old Mr. Smith insisted on transferring

a hint of mockery in

treat

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Smith Group has nothing to do with

that, Rachel did not stay any longer and turned

when Rachel left, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the painting, which was Olivia Cruise’s gift to Old Mr. Smith. The corners of Rachel’s mouth curled into a

gaze and narrowed his eyes. “Why is

the painting. Hesitation flashed across their eyes. Could

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