Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 433

Rachel stood in front of the drinking machine. “Have you checked the surveillance cameras near the cemetery?”

“I did,” Lucas said. “I could not find anything.”

The culprit dared pry open the tombstone and take Aunt Sophia’s ashes away. That could only mean that he had planned for this.

If not for the staff patrolling the cemetery at night, the culprit would have done the deed without anyone noticing.

Rachel had some calculated guesses who the culprit might be.

Her intuition told her this had something to do with that person she met at the cemetery that day.

It was just her suspicion.

But once there were suspicions, it was as good as passing a verdict.

Rachel was so engrossed in her thoughts that she did not notice the boiling water overflowing from the kettle.

The water splashed onto Rachel’s legs. She immediately came to her senses and instinctively stepped back from the kettle.

forward and turned off the power. He looked at the red mark on her

leg in the restroom, Rachel returned to the

had fallen asleep when she

were discussing who

stay,” Rachel said

each other. Tom then said, “Rae-Rae, I’ll stay here tonight. You guys

gently and looked up at Old Mr. Johnson lying on the bed. She spoke in a soft

held her shoulder. “The doctor has already said that your grandfather is fine. Go back and rest

said, “Let’s go. I’ll

back.”

had already decided, and

Rachel noticed the black Rolls-Royce parked in

Her heart suddenly tightened.

He was still there?

was wearing a black suit and was standing in front of the car with one hand in

shone on him, as if encasing him in a

on his phone. Then,

Rachel, the cold glint disappeared from his eyes,

it was instinct. Rachel left Adrian behind and