Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 460

A few minutes later, Rachel sat in David’s spa***us and bright office.

A woman in her forties was sitting on the black leather sofa. Her thick, curly hair fell naturally on her left shoulder, and a white dress wrapped around her enchanting and graceful figure.

She leaned lazily against one armrest of the sofa. Every move she made could show her innate noble aura.

She was like a beautiful p*ssy cat, which was elegant, noble, lazy, and charming.

On the way to David’s office just now, he told Rachel that the woman in his office. was his aunt, Marina Jones.

The moment Marina saw Rachel, she couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows slightly, and her red lips curled into a faint smile.

She knew her nephew David the best. He was born to be a female insulator.

It was really rare for a woman to appear by his side!

wonder that Wharton seemed to have discovered some big news and nagged

with an extremely obscure gaze. When Marina’s gaze landed on the ring on Rachel’s finger, Marina narrowed her eyes, across which a fleeting coldness flashed. She slowly asked with a

looked down at the cup in

very curious about

voice

these two words were blurted out, it was as if a bolt of lightning had exploded in Rachel’s heart. In an instant, her mind went blank, and her ears buzzed for

hands. She picked up the coffee cup in her hand and took a sip, quietly looking at David who was

heard this, the smile on her face involuntarily

sitting posture and raised her hand to casually brush the curly hair on the side of her shoulder. She re-examined Rachel before turning to look at David.

David

to feel that this answer was not enough to show his determination, so he took

her smile deepened a little as

his cup calmly, not minding her

long while, Marina turned to look at Rachel again. “Sorry. I forgot to introduce myself after

name is Marina