Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 127

If it wasn’t because of the former, what could it be?

Rachel Grey narrowed her eyes, which glinted with an obscure emotion.

She felt that Old Mr. Johnson was hiding something from her.

Could it be that he was hiding some unknown secret?

She could not feel any more irritated and vexed. Then she massaged her temples.

“Rachel Grey, shouldn’t you give me an acceptable explanation?” The man’s deep and cold voice sounded from behind.

Rachel came back to her senses and turned around.

David Jones unbuttoned his suit jacket and tugged at his tic.

However, his tie tightened, intensifying his impatience.

Seeing this, Rachel pursed her lips and said ingratiatingly, “Shall I?”

David paused. He took off his suit and threw it on the sofa. He stood quietly on the spot, waiting for Rachel.

Rachel took a deep breath and slowly stepped forward, reaching for his tie to untie it.

of excellent material. It was smooth and cold to the

earlier. Rachel had to use quite some strength to untie it.

her slender fingers pulling hard at the

his arms. The faint fragrance on her body made

beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered. Her facial features were well–defined, and she had a high nose bridge. Her chin was

when she was quiet.

the woman’s slim waist. Without realizing himself, he was actually

of his

dark eyes flickered

aggressive aura as he

her heel against the sofa

was still holding on to David’s tie

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tie also fell on top

arms on both sides of Rachel’s head. He used his masculine figure to completely envelop the woman in his

apologize with your actions?” The man’s voice sounded

his rhythmic voice

didn’t do this on purpose. It was an

“No!”

leaned in closer, his thin lips brushing past her cheek. “Rae–Rae, you

doesn’t need a sense of security.”