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.

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

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

“This is no small

is

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

that mean that this room is filled with big shots that we can’t afford to

and

Mr. Clinton speak again. “I have the evidence

who was following behind him, to pass the document to

red–stamped brown paper bag, they immediately felt like it was a

open it rashly for fear that they would touch

difficult to guess his identity. For a moment,

had to remain calm and not act as

and provoked Rachel previously, he could

expression. “Miss Grey is not a suspect. She’s a first–class Cultural Relic Restorer

was even harsher than before. “Although I don’t know who deliberately stirred up trouble, the situation this time is serious. We

charge of the Cultural Relics Bureau said this, not only were the people

heard that there used to be a particularly powerful cultural