Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 388

Just as the two of them were about to get into the car, a silver BMW pulled over in front of them.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing David’s handsome and indifferent face. His exquisite beauty was like a work of art.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the man’s side profile was covered in a layer of pale golden light like a god.

Olivia, who had just gotten out of the car, got a little enchanted when she saw David’s face.

She couldn’t believe there was such a beautiful man in this world.

But David didn’t notice Olivia at all. As he glanced at the group of people in front of him, he finally fixed his eyes on Rachel. His eyes glistened coldly and then he smiled. “Is everything done?”

Rachel nodded.

Then David opened the door and got off the car. He reached out his arms and grabbed Rachel’s tiny waist naturally, asking, “What do you wanna have tonight? French? Chinese food? Kaiseki Ryori?”

Before Rachel could say anything, Mrs. Zane and Sophie took the initiative to speak, “Mr. Jones, Miss Grey. If you don’t mind, why don’t you guys stay here for dinner tonight?”

Mr. Zane chimed in, “Yeah, I happen to have something to discuss with Miss Grey.”

she said, “Will I

all,” Sophie said hurriedly, “I love learning how to cook all kinds of dishes. I’ve always hoped that someone can give me some opinions. I’ll be thrilled if guys can come.”

if she was

an eyebrow and said,

smiled, “Then let’s go.”

chased after Mrs. Zane hurriedly.

you

what Olivia was up to at a glance. She gave Olivia a cold and distant smile and said, “Miss Cruise, you must have been quite exhausted after running around with us today. I think you’d better

that, she turned around and left

such an attitude, Mrs. Zane was obviously drawing

her eyes filled

family from Pollister was comparable to the Johnson

Summers family had prospered for more than a hundred years was not only because of the illustrious battle achievements of their ancestors but also because Mr. Johnson knew

family, they immediately felt the politeness and strictness of

the Summers family had

Sophie gestured for the

late with his walking stick. Although he was already 80 years old, he still gave an intimidating aura.

sharp, from which they could tell that he must

suddenly became quite serious and said respectfully, “Mr. Jones.”

Johnson,” David