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.

He looked at the red mark on her leg and

her leg in the restroom, Rachel returned to

had fallen asleep when she

were discussing who should stay to watch

Rachel

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

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

his hands and held her shoulder. “The doctor has already said that your grandfather is

Adrian said,

back.”

her uncles had already

Rachel noticed the black

Her heart suddenly tightened.

He was still there?

of the car with one hand in his pocket. He exuded an indifferent and noble aura. Every movement he made was alluring and hard to

on him,

messages on his

soon as he saw Rachel, the cold glint disappeared from his eyes, revealing

his presence had softened her heart, or maybe it was instinct. Rachel