Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 138

The next morning, Rachel casually chose an apricot-colored suit.

She was wearing a white silk sling top underneath her blazer, paired with a knee-length skirt. She was elegant and naturally charming.

Her straight and slender legs were especially eye-catching as she walked.

“Good morning, Miss Grey.” When Mrs. Brown saw Rachel, her face was covered with a friendly smile. “Sir is waiting for you in the dining room.”

Rachel nodded slightly and walked straight to the dining room.

Hearing the footsteps, David put down his phone and slowly looked up. When he saw Rachel, he was slightly stunned and a faint trace of glee appeared in his eyes. “Have something to eat before I send you to the office later.”

“Okay.” Rachel sat down unhurriedly and looked at the food on the table.

As expected, the dishes in front of her were all her favorites.

David scooped a bowl of oatmeal and carefully picked out the raisins in it one by one while asking casually, “Why don’t you just stay in Sandalwood Hills for the time being?”

and refuted, “You can’t be

“Why not?” David asked.

with some thoughts in her mind. “Would you like to have

think about it and simply

raised her eyebrows slightly, quietly

placed the oatmeal in

slowly wiped his fingers. His deep, cold voice sounded unhurried as he said, “I want a woman who can fight alongside me. I’m successful and famous. She can be the icing on the cake. If all my

but he looked straight at Rachel with

ideals and

sun and as rich as a peony be imprisoned in an ordinary corner? She should be the

You don’t have to care about what the outside world thinks, nor do you have to care

to live as

17:43

Chapter 138

David’s mouth, it seemed imbued with

Gentle yet powerful.

word was a powerful

frozen blood seemed to be flowing again at this moment,