Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 485

When the other young socialites heard what Hannah said, their eyes revealed a look of contempt.

Visit the hot springs?

How desperate!

Just as the others were about to volunteer themselves, with no trace of warmth on David’s angular face, a layer of coldness now appeared between his brows. “Did I ask you?”

His deep and cold tone carried a terrifying low pressure as if the surrounding air had condensed into fine ice.

Hannah was shocked by David’s attitude and even more embarrassed that her offer had been rejected so coldly with no appreciation.

Hannah lowered her head, biting her lip. She tried her best to ignore the mocking gazes around her and held in her bitter feelings.

Although Old Mr. Shain was unhappy with Hannah’s actions, in order to protect his family’s reputation, he had no choice but to step forward. “Mr. Jones, what Hannah said makes sense. Miss Grey is fresh off the boat and I’m afraid she’s not familiar with the surrounding area. I don’t want to ruin your mood. Why don’t… why don’t we ask Mr. Shain to help.”

Jimmy was stunned.

Jimmy, who was already bored of being here, immediately rubbed his palms. together excitedly and looked toward David.

saw David’s unwilling

Haha! As*hole!

be good friends that would go through life and death together, but

Grey,

her gaze away before speaking calmly, “If Mr. Jones doesn’t mind, of course, I will

everyone watched, David and Rachel

at the high heels Rachel was wearing

shoes would cause blisters on the back of the heel. However, Rachel

“A little,” Rachel answered.

glanced at Eddie, who was silently following behind them. “Go

could vaguely hear the conversation between the two of them, and their

that David Jones was cold-blooded and ruthless. He would not show mercy even to blood

for a long time. Could it be that the both of them had known each other long

darkened as he watched the both of

Shain under the table, Old Mr. Johnson glared at him angrily, conveying the message, “This is

Shain touched the bridge

plan, but who could have expected David

arrived at the pavilion on the