Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 159

The middle–aged man in the lead was wearing an administrative jacket, and there were a few people following behind him, including Adrian.

Great. Because of a group of reporters who blew things up, those who should be alerted and those who shouldn’t be alerted had all been alerted.

“Hello, excuse me,” one of them said.

Eddie was stunned for a moment and quickly took a step back.

The group of people walked through the door. The middle–aged man in the lead said, “I’ll help her prove it.”

David squinted when he saw the middle–aged man walking in.

Then, his gaze landed on Rachel, and his thin lips curled up imperceptibly.

No wonder she was so calm.

So she still had another trump card.

Morris, who was standing at the side, watched as yet another big shot appeared and inexplicably felt his blood boil.

accidentally gotten involved in this case, he, a mere police chief, would probably never have seen such a gathering of big shots in his

from his palms. He walked forward and greeted, “Mr. Clinton, why did such

smiled. “This is no small

“Who is this

judging from his outfit, he’s definitely someone we can’t

that this room is filled with big shots that

and see.”

they heard Mr. Clinton speak

him, to pass the document to

reporters saw the red–stamped brown paper bag, they immediately felt like it was

looked at each other. No one dared to open it rashly for fear that they would touch some core secret that they should not

difficult to guess his identity. For a moment,

remain calm and not act as if he had never seen

and

at the group of reporters in front of him with a serious expression. “Miss Grey is not a suspect. She’s a first–class Cultural Relic Restorer and our special

deliberately stirred up trouble, the situation this time

not only were the people present shocked, but even Jamie, who

Relics Bureau, she heard that there used to be