Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 749

Chapter 749

Rachel drove the car all the way to a private cemetery.

This was the resting place that her grandfather had chosen for her mother.

As her mother’s ashes had been stolen in the past, the cemetery was now guarded 24 hours a day.

Rachel was slightly stunned when she arrived.

She had originally planned to drive the car out for a spin, but for some reason, she ended up here.

After a moment, her lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

She thought to herself, “Admit it. You keep saying that you hated her all these years, but you still really miss her.”

Rachel pursed her lips and gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. She pressed her forehead against the steering wheel.

At this moment, there was a knock on the car window.

Rachel quivered in shock. Her clear almond-shaped eyes revealed a rare blank and absent-minded look.

She suddenly raised her head and slowly lowered the car window. She saw Ronnie, who was dressed in white.

“Why are you here?” Rachel looked at Ronnie with a probing gaze.

Ronnie let out a slight smile. “I’m here to pay my respects to a close relative.”

This place was surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was an excellent final resting place, which was why many people chose to set up a private cemetery here.

Hearing his words, Rachel did not think too much about it.

“What about you?” Seeing that Rachel was silent, Ronnie asked patiently, “Are you here to pay your respects too?”

Rachel was stunned for a moment before she slowly nodded.

“I suppose so,” she thought.

“Here’s a little something for you,” Ronnie said. He took out a box from his pocket. “I hope you like it.”

He did not give Rachel a chance to reject it and threw the box in through the car window.

He did not forget to say as he left, “Rachel, it’s a pleasure meeting you.”

This sentence came out of nowhere, making Rachel confused.

friendly every time they met. Moreover, Ronnie and David were like fire and water, eternally at odds with each other.

message. He stood up and walked to David’s side,

not important. Only the last bit of the sentence

was.

As his trusted aides, they knew that very well.

it be that he planned to harm Rachel since he could not

“Get Billy to go over and keep an eye

“Understood.”

the car and saw a

flipped over the card and her pupils dilated when she

the card were the words “Happy Birthday” written in cursive.

was not that Ronnie knew her birthday, but that the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the handwriting

by the mysterious

be that Ronnie was the one who sent the bottle

did he know what

illness. The Johnson family could not find anything even after spending a lot of money

cause of her illness, how could he have concocted the medicine to soothe her symptoms in such a

countless guesses arose in Rachel’s heart,

slowly leaned against her seat. After pondering for a long time, she opened the door and got out

according to the location

was a bouquet of Sophia’s favorite white tulips, and

check. The

who burned the incense had left not long ago.

long time. The

words

was here to pay his

thought, “Close relative…

to Ronnie by blood?”

at the photo of the woman on the tombstone and could not help but sigh deeply. “To be

figure out why her

not

to her, why did she

in her

mother had taught her how to

draw…

these memories could never compare to the memories of her mother lying coldly in front of

hatred in her heart, but she slowly sat

passed. In the blink of an eye, it was noon.

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