Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 505

A hint of impatience appeared between Rachel’s eyebrows, and her voice subconsciously turned cold. “Those don’t seem to have anything to do with you.”

In the end, Thomas was only Grandpa Shain’s grandson. Because the two families had a good relationship, the juniors often played together when they were little. However, there was no friendship between them other than that, and she had never overdid it.

In particular, they gradually stopped contacting each other when they grew up. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were strangers.

Therefore, Thomas’s questions had crossed the line with Rachel at this moment. If she had known that Thomas would be such an unreasonable person when he grew up, she might as well not have known him back then.

Thomas, sensing Rachel’s mood, secretly chafed at being too hasty. “Rae-Rae, I’m sorry. I was rude just now.”

“I still have something to do and have to go,” said Rachel.

Coincidentally, the elevator door behind her opened, and Eddie walked out. His gaze swept past Thomas as he called out respectfully, “Miss Grey.”

a little. She nodded slightly, then walked past Eddie and

one after another, Thomas’ deep eyes

the first floor, a few young socialites noticed the scene and could not help but mock, “No wonder the Johnson family never brought Rachel out before. They hid her like a

have plucked her from the backcountry if

think Rachel is?” “From what you’re saying, could it be

gossip. “I heard her mother fell in love with a certain man back then. It’s said that she even got pregnant and shamelessly pestered him. The other party was forced into a corner and had no choice but to marry her. As a result, she was eight months pregnant when she suddenly had a miscarriage, and the baby was born prematurely. But I’m puzzled. Why did she suddenly

there. The man could be a

into laughter as soon as

moment, the door behind him was kicked

of the ridicule in the group could

stepped on the person on the sofa and looked down at him. He took a cigarette from his pocket, put it

thin lips exhaled white smoke, and a trace of coldness and hostility flashed in his