Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 432

“That’s good.” Adrian secretly heaved a sigh of relief. “Do you know what happened?”

Old Mr. Johnson had always been in good health. There was no way he would suddenly have high blood pressure.

Rachel frowned, and her expression became stern at Adrian’s question. “I heard from Mr. Chadwick that grandfather had received a call from the cemetery night watchman, who told him that someone had taken Mom’s ashes.”

Adrian’s eyes narrowed behind his lens. Hostility rose in his eyes. “Who did that?”

That was a resting place for souls, but someone had pried open her mother’s tombstone and robbed her ashes. What resentment could the robber possibly bear?

“It’s still under investigation,” Rachel said.

At this moment, the door of the operating theater swung open, and the attending doctor walked out.

Rachel and Adrian immediately went up to him and asked in unison, “How’s my father?”

“How is my grandfather?”

The attending doctor took off his mask. As soon as Adrian saw his face, his pupils constricted, and shock filled his eyes.

He was Wharton, the famous brain specialist of the international medical organization!

With 5 years of experience, Wharton was well-known for his flawless techniques and no mortality. He was considered a miracle healer who could bring back anyone on the brink of death.

He was truly a National Healer!

Wharton nodded at Rachel and said slowly, “Old Mr. Johnson’s blood pressure was too high, and we have administered the appropriate treatment. According to the examination report, his blood vessels are too narrow. To avoid any serious cerebral infarction in the future, we suggest implanting a stent after his condition stabilizes.”

contain the astonishment in his eyes and said calmly, “Alright, sorry to trouble

Johnson.” Wharton

long hard look at Rachel, his eyes filled with

and had known him to be an emotionless

that he would go to such great lengths for

Old Mr. Johnson started to

gradually cleared up. His gaze swept across his family, including his grandson Lucas, who had gathered by

Rachel immediately went up to him. “How are you

Mr. Johnson’s gaze finally landed on Rachel, and he smiled. “Grandfather

but tears uncontrollably welled up in

Johnson touched her face and said adoringly, “Why is our

her hand to wipe away her tears, but she could not stop crying. “I was

loved again. She was terrified of saying goodbye.

old. That day will eventually come.” Old Mr. Johnson gently wiped

held Old Mr. Johnson’s hand and said firmly, “You

said, “Then

for a moment. “Rae-Rae, get

kettle and

knowing gaze, Lucas got up and chased after Rachel. “I’ll

looked at his eldest

not leave any clues, and all the surveillance

sighed deeply and stared at

had already decided, and Rachel

noticed the black Rolls-Royce

Her heart suddenly tightened.

He was still there?

man was wearing a black suit and was standing in front of the car with one. hand in his pocket. He