Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 170

As soon as David finished speaking, the atmosphere at the table instantly. became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone looked at Rachel with a hint of curiosity.

Everyone who sat at the same table with Old Mr. Shain was directly related to the Shain family in Seaxus.

Therefore, David was not a stranger to them. On the other hand, how could they not be curious when Mr. Jones, who had never been close to women, personally invited Rachel to sit beside him?

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Rachel’s red lips curled up slightly into a faint smile, and walked calmly towards the chair that was pulled out.

“Rae–Rae!” Old Mr. Johnson suddenly called out to Rachel with a serious expression. Although Old Mr. Johnson was not scolding Rachel, one could tell that Old Mr. Johnson was not pleased by his tone.

Rachel turned to look at Old Mr. Johnson.

Initially, Rachel only suspected that her maternal grandfather had some conflict with David. However, Rachel was certain now that her maternal grandfather did not like that Rachel was being close to David, and was strongly against the idea.

“Could it be that my maternal grandfather knew about my relationship with David?” Rachel pondered.

However, Rachel’s intuition told her that things might not be as simple as she thought.

probing gaze and knew that he had overreacted

composure and his facial muscles visibly relaxed. “That seat is

and I hit it off at first

words so bluntly, Old Mr. Johnson

1. up.

smell David’s fresh and wooden scent. The fragrance was unique to David and was now surrounding Rachel.

turned to look at the

especially powerful and strong. David was just like a cheetah who was lying in waiting and was ready to attack anytime. No one would have dared to underestimate

you have something to

at the table turned to look

also turned

in her maternal grandfather’s eyes. Several thoughts and doubts flashed in Rachel’s

grandfather if they were hiding something from her. Unfortunately, now was not the best time to do

smile and said,

was serving her tea, almost

Rachel as he thought to himself. “What’s Miss Grey doing?”

David looked at Rachel with his dark eyes as he studied her. A few seconds later, the faint smile on David’s

less unable to feel at