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 was smooth and cold to

earlier. Rachel had to use quite some strength to untie

slender fingers

faint fragrance on her body made him

she had a high nose bridge. Her chin was small

when

slim waist. Without realizing

the sensation of his touch, Rachel retreated

eyebrows slightly. His dark eyes flickered dangerously as he stared

aggressive aura as he

her heel against the sofa and

was still holding on

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on top of Rachel because

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

planning to apologize with your actions?” The man’s voice sounded especially husky when he smiled. It

voice caused

It was an accident. Can you get

“No!”

same time, he bent down and leaned in

doesn’t need a sense of