Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 352

Jane rolled her eyes and snapped, “Bathroom!”

Her departure did not interrupt the auction on the stage.

David sized up Rachel’s pretty face and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “Do you

like to hear people call you that?”

Rachel was stunned for a moment. She looked at David and seemed to understand the meaning behind the man’s smile. “It’s just a form of address.” Rachel did not feel much about being called Mrs. Jones.

“Besides, didn’t you ask Jimmy to call me that? What does this have to do with whether I like it or not?” Rachel fiddled with the number plate in her hand and said casually, “Who knows if this is a trick that you men have discussed? What if many other women are also called Mrs. Jones?”

David chuckled and lifted her chin with his well–defined fingers. “You’re the only one.”

His attitude was pious and sincere as if he was stating the truth or making a promise.

Rachel’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she lowered her eyes and averted David’s gaze.

now were very childish, and there was an

She was just wondering why she hadn’t

had met earlier.

side, Eleanor had been silently observing every move between

was not simple, and

it was good that Rachel was willing to move on and accept a new relationship after experiencing Louis’s betrayal.

other party was David, it might not be a

that she needed to have a heart–to–heart talk

the auction ended, it was time for the relaxing cocktail party.

a beautiful and melodious tune. The

guests

happily. The harmonious atmosphere highlighted

a few glasses of wine, she hid in a

forward. “Miss Grey, right? I wonder if I’m lucky enough to

looked at the man in front of her and frowned slightly. Disgust surfaced

his bow tie. His every move carried a greasy feeling. “My name is Bryan Zane. I’m the younger brother

an imperceptible sneer flashed across

had caused a lot of trouble outside by relying on Stuart’s reputation.