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.

everyone suddenly came back to their senses and called out respectfully,

looking at?” Old Mr. Johnson asked casually.

the phone dodged guiltily. In the end, her hand trembled and the phone fell to the ground.

Old Mr. Johnson’s feet.

pick it up and saw Rachel in

pace of young people, he was very

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

was at the police station and there were so many reporters around. Clearly, the severity of the matter was

Mr. Johnson took a deep look at Rachel in the camera and returned the phone to the servant. He turned around

practically scurried

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

was young. Why would she

life is too smooth and she wants to find some excitement?”

are these people doing?!” An

the live stream, a few people in black suits barged

room. The leader had white hair and was wearing a black business