Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 154

Jane was young and impetuous. She was not as patient as Mrs. Smith. When she heard Old Mr. Smith defend Rachel, she could not help but retort, “I really don’t know what kind of bewitching drug Rachel Grey gave you to make you so protective of her! Those who don’t know might think that she’s your biological granddaughter!”

Her words were filled with resentment.

When Old Mr. Smith heard this, he took off his reading glasses and looked up at her. His turbid eyes flickered with an unfathomable dark light. “If you can’t control yourself when something happens, you’ll suffer a huge loss sooner or later.”

Based on his understanding of Rachel, this matter was definitely not that simple.

Since Rachel was the owner of the Glamour Pavilion, she could easily earn a living by selling any item. Why would he create counterfeits and carry out illegal transactions? Wasn’t this clearly asking for trouble?

Before the verdict was out, everything was possible.

Jane felt wronged and vexed at being criticized for no reason.

Her eyes reddened. Just as she was about to retort, Mrs. Smith grabbed her hand and gently patted the back of it, indicating for her to calm down.

“Don’t you know what kind of personality Jane has?” Mrs. Smith turned to look at Old Mr. Smith and said gently, “She has always been hot–headed and impulsive since she was young. It’s an old problem. In the past, when Mother was still alive, she had never been able to correct her rash personality. Moreover, Jane still can’t quite distinguish right from wrong. I’ll get her to correct it in the future.”

to take her in hand so that she won’t

smiled perfunctorily.

help but sneer in her heart. The public opinion online was enough to drown Rachel. Rachel’s crime was a

Rachel’s verdict comes out, she wanted to see what other

old man had to invite Rachel to the Smith Group’s anniversary celebration!

with anger. She bit her lips and humphed softly before pulling

phone. The system notified her that there was

see that it was actually a live stream from the police

a live stream!”

turned on her phone to watch the

filled with red. The pop–up comments were so densely packed that it was suffocating to

sentence-

May your family die!”

it, so she directly projected the live stream page onto the

room.

that Old Mr. Smith was slowly putting on his reading glasses and looking

Rachel