Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 156

The Johnson family’s mansion.

At this moment, Old Mr. Johnson was trimming the flowers and plants. He put down the scissors in his hand and looked at them carefully. He asked casually, “Did Rae–Rae call today?”

The butler was at a loss for words.

Ever since Rachel moved out, Old Mr. Johnson would ask them every day if she had called back.

However, Rachel never called back.

The butler collected his thoughts and said calmly, “Sir, Rachel has just taken over the company. It’s inevitable that she can’t find the time.”

Old Mr. Johnson snorted softly. “Those are all excuses!”

He picked up his walking stick and turned to leave. Coincidentally, he passed by a few servants who were watching the live stream on their phones.

The group of people huddled together and watched with great interest. They did not notice Old Mr. Johnson at all.

suddenly came back to

are you looking at?” Old Mr. Johnson asked casually. “No, nothing…”

who was holding the phone dodged guiltily. In the end, her hand trembled and the phone fell

Old Mr. Johnson’s

bent down to pick it up and saw Rachel in the

pace of young people, he was very clear about the development of the current society.

many professional streamers. At the same time, it also provided a broadcasting channel for some

this moment, Rachel was at the police station and there were so many

and returned the phone to the servant. He turned around and strode out.

practically scurried after

watch the live stream again. “I told you that the person inside is Missy, but you insisted that I

Missy has never had to worry about food and clothing since she was young. Why would she do something as illegal as to be when she’s guarding such a

smooth and she

these people doing?!” An

stream, a few people in black suits barged into

The leader had white hair and