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.

excellent material. It

hard earlier. Rachel had

her slender fingers pulling hard

at the woman in his arms. The faint fragrance on her body made him intoxicated and slightly addicted.

nose bridge. Her chin was small but not thin, making her seem like a young girl in her teens in some way.

adorable when she

gently landed on the woman’s slim waist. Without realizing himself, he was actually moving closer to her.

the sensation of his touch, Rachel retreated instinctively.

eyebrows slightly. His dark eyes flickered dangerously as he stared at her

aggressive aura as he approached her.

kept retreating, but she hit her heel against the sofa and she fell backward.

was still holding on to David’s

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tie also fell on top

on both sides of Rachel’s head. He

voice sounded

rhythmic voice caused

was an accident. Can you

“No!”

and leaned in closer, his thin lips brushing past her cheek.

doesn’t need a sense of