Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 483

In the blink of an eye, Rachel grabbed the plate in front of her and threw it out.

The moment the high-quality plate hit the knife, it instantly shattered into pieces which caused broken porcelain pieces to fly everywhere.

Marina saw everything and the smile on her lips deepened. Her sharp eyes were fixed on Rachel as she remarked, “I didn’t expect you to be so agile, Miss Grey.”

Rachel shook off the few pieces of porcelain on her body and said casually, “The world is a dangerous place so it’s better to have some self-defense skills just in case, but…”

She tilted her head slightly with an innocent smile on her face. She looked at Marina’s neck meaningfully and taunted, “You don’t look too good, auntie.”

The smile on Marina’s face froze.

Auntie?

Although she was almost 40 years old, she had been taking care of herself very well all these years. In Aureliana, she was considered a beauty and everyone who saw her would respectfully address her as “Miss Jones”.

So how dare Rachel Grey call her ‘auntie?

She wasn’t that old!

Perhaps the anger snapped her awake, but she vaguely felt a sharp pain in her

neck.

hand and touched her neck where she felt a sticky sensation on

by her blood, making the red nail polish

her fingers together as

aide beside her strode forward

to signal to him not

slightly as her red lips curled into a smile. She looked at Rachel with an ominous gaze, like a venomous

to speak when something

it was Lucas standing in front of her,

have much strength,” Lucas said on her behalf. “This

lips twitched when he

knows Rachel would know that she is not a

there were very few people who could

many experts protecting her, but because she was very skillful as well even though not

knocked over her wine glass and then hit the knife and fork. However, Marina definitely did it on purpose. Otherwise, why

other hand, Rachel was extremely calm. She managed to only use a plate to save herself from Marina so she clearly was not a weak

curious about who Rachel learned

such a skillful expert in the Johnson family before? “D*mn! Little…”

head. Accompanied by his strong oppressive aura, his sharp gaze swept