Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 280 One Whole Day

When Harrison returned from Old Mr. Smith’s place, he bumped into Louis, who had just returned from outside. “You’re back.”

Louis grunted in acknowledgment. “Is Grandpa asleep?”

Harrison said, “Yes, he’s asleep. He’s already so old, and his health isn’t as good as before. He is inevitably unable to withstand the stress at times.” Ever since Rachel left the Smith family, the Smith family seemed to have run into bad luck.

Louis pursed his lips. “Mr. Zane’s wife is going to hold a charity banquet during this period. I’ll think of a way to appease him so Grandpa will be less worried.”

“Of course, we all trust you to do the right thing.” Harrison patted Louis‘ shoulder. “Louis, your grandfather has high expectations of you. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have handed the family business to you.”

Louis grunted in acknowledgment offhandedly.

Sensing Louis‘ indifference, Harrison thought it was because Louis had been too tired running around for the family recently. He merely said, “It’s getting late. You should rest early.”

“Okay,” Louis replied.

Louis watched as Harrison turned around and left. After some hesitation, Louis asked his father, “Dad, did Grandpa talk to you about Rachel recently?” Shocked, Harrison asked, “Rachel? What’s wrong with her now?”

Harrison probably felt uncomfortable after Rachel’s unreasonable request earlier. When he heard Louis mention her name, he instinctively had an ominous feeling in his heart.

pursed his lips and said absent–mindedly, “It’s nothing. I’m going back to

then went

the past, he had always thought he could control Rachel

was having second thoughts after seeing

and smoked for a long time before calling a private detective. “Help me investigate Rachel Grey. I want

more details, the

she quickly washed up before

other party called before

on the screen of the

had striking, well–defined facial features. His dark eyes were like

and luminous as a full moon on a clear

expression took on a distant and aloof quality, with his eyes seeming to gaze off into the distance as if lost in

find it difficult not to

of them asked in unison.

Rachel’s lips curled up instinctively.

gentle and low voice slowly

face partially under the blanket. She noticed the fatigue in the man’s eyes and frowned. “You

you miss me at all?”