Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 472

Rachel thought of the person who bumped into her earlier, and a cold glint flashed across her eyes.

“Miss Grey.” Rachel heard a familiar voice call out to her from behind.

Rachel turned around and saw Darcy.

She said in surprise, “Darcy,”

“Are you looking for this?” Darcy walked forward and handed the phone to Rachel.

When Rachel saw the phone, her eyes flickered slightly. She then broke into a smile. “Thank you.”

She took the phone and asked casually, “Where did you find it?”

Darcy said with a deadpan expression, “I saw what happen by coincidence.” Coincidence again.

Darcy noticed the indifference in Rachel’s eyes. He lowered his eyes to hide his self-deprecating expression. “Miss Grey, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

“Okay.” Rachel watched Darcy leave in silence.

She knew that she should not have doubted Darcy.

had happened recently, it was difficult for

motive, she would have expected the person to have fled the scene immediately. How could Darcy

knew the other party’s intentions right from the

she had expected, then what had Darcy protected her from harm all

up in front to

the car immediately. As she looked up at the

dark, the city of Seaxas was transformed

drove straight

romance, with dim lighting and plush, opulent__

was a writhing mass of bodies pulsing to the beat of the music. Occasionally, their bodies would inadvertently brush against each other as they exchanged amorous glances. They were moving

indifferently at the crowd as

the bar counter saw Darcy,

the

say anything, Darcy pinned him down on the bar

hand to his waist, he heard Darcy speak in a calm voice, “This is Seaxas. I advise you not to act rashly. Otherwise, even Boss won’t

this, the man gritted his teeth and glared

going to invite me in, or should I go in myself?” Darcy asked

man on the other end of the phone chuckled and gave the

the man with the buzz-cut walked out of a thick wooden door. He turned slightly