Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 237 It Was Wrong

Lucas picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip, barely suppressing the shock in his heart.

After he did not see her for a few years, this girl was even more ruthless than before.

She had no intention of giving the Smith family a way out.

Thinking of this, he could not help but mourn for the Smith family in his heart. However, the change in Rachel surprised him.

Previously, Rachel had risked her life for Louis. Now, did she finally change her mind?

Lucas looked at Rachel with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

“Did you ask Louis?”

A large part of the reason why Rachel stayed in the Smith family all these years was because of what had happened five years ago.

Rachel didn’t say a word about that night, so Lucas didn’t ask.

Based on his experience that night, he knew that something big must have happened to Rachel!

This girl had always told him the good news and no bad news.

more she said that she was fine, the more likely it was that something big

hearing this, Rachel looked up at him. “Wrong. It was wrong from the beginning.”

asked Louis if he’d ever been

eyes, followed by revulsion, as if the existence of that place were no different from what

the law and order in Phareborough, most people would show

this person should not

to the Smith family.” Lucas could

found any

Wrong

casually, “After all, there are very few clues left behind after five years. Moreover, since the other

he finished speaking, the huge office

Rachel’s phone rang. She could not help

happened on the Internet from her maternal grandfather, but it was simply impossible to hide

on Rachel’s face, a name automatically came to his mind.

implicated, he finished the coffee in his cup and stood up

Rachel was speechless.

scapegoat

and picked up the

said in a deep voice, “Why didn’t you tell me when such a big

his stern tone was more concern

her back to the office door. Her feet were used as support as she turned the chair back and forth. Her every move revealed a child–like satisfaction. “I’m not the one who will suffer