Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 132

“Do you mind telling me?” David Jones asked.

Without waiting for Rachel Grey to speak, he continued, “I can be your listener if you’re willing to. If not, I won’t ask any more questions.”

His tone was soft, but she was deeply moved by his domineering ways.

Rachel’s felt her heart pounding as she pursed her lips.

After a while, she said calmly, “For as long as I remember, my mother rarely smiles. It’s only when I play the violin that she smiles. And this was her favorite piece. Every time I play this piece, her gaze becomes exceptionally gentle. Sometimes, she even plays the piano too.

“Then I played this song for a long time to please my mother and to see her smile. As time passed. I could not tell if I genuinely liked the violin or if I liked to see my mother smile. After my mother passed away, I did not touch the violin for long.

very strict with me. He said that the Johnson family’s children had to be proficient in arts and music. Because I would inherit the Johnson

her hand. “We can do

piano?” Rachel looked at him in

was not strange for him to know these things.

“I know a lot. You’ll get to know me

spoke, the car arrived at Sandalwood Hills.

“What are you…”

was a little surprised that David brought

and the huge manor gate gradually opened. “Before the crisis

unquestionably an order that no one could refuse.

for her safety.