Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 182

The next morning, Rachel went to office as usual.

In the conference room, she rested her forehead in one hand and quietly listened to the department head’s report on stage.

Under Rachel’s gaze, the supervisor was on tenterhooks. His back was unknowingly drenched in cold sweat, afraid that he might say something

wrong.

At this moment, Rachel’s phone suddenly rang.

She quickly picked it up and took a look. It was David.

She pursed her lips and suppressed the smile on her face. She stood up and said, “Let’s stop here for today. We’ll continue tomorrow.”

The supervisors secretly heaved a sigh of relief and watched Rachel leave.

Back in her office, Rachel picked up the video call.

clearly on her phone

eyes stared at Rachel’s face and

slightly. Of course, she could not admit that she had lost sleep the night before because she had

found a random excuse. “I drank a little last night

the wine?”

depends on who I

raised his eyebrows without batting an eyelid. He looked at her with a meaningful smile in his eyes. “When I return, drink for

not help but feel her heart ache. “Did things go smoothly?”

the wine glass on the table. He took a

“Will you be

you worried about me?” He raised his eyebrows, a soft light glowing in his

he was going to jump out of the screen the next

noticed that Rachel was staring at his face in a daze. He felt a little proud, and the smile on his lips involuntarily deepened, making his stunning face even more beautiful.

the effect he had

but blush as she

“I was afraid you might go back

words. “You’re not married

head and spat a few times. She looked at him somewhat resentfully. “It’s so unlucky to mention that