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.

lightly that everyone suddenly came back to their

are you looking at?” Old Mr. Johnson asked casually. “No,

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

it slid to Old Mr.

down to pick it up and

and his thoughts could not keep up with the pace of young people, he was very clear about

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

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

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

scurried

the two of them left, the servants gathered together to watch the live stream again. “I told you

worry about food and clothing since she was young. Why would she do something as

feels that his life is too smooth

What are these people doing?!” An

live stream, a few people in black suits barged

had white hair and was wearing a black business blazer.