Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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.

few times and their interactions had not been overly friendly every time they met. Moreover, Ronnie and David were like fire and water, eternally at odds with

reading the contents of the message. He stood up and walked to David’s side, then leaned over and whispered, “Sir, Chris just sent a message. Miss Grey went to the private cemetery and

important. Only the last

was.

As his trusted aides, they knew that very

planned to harm Rachel since

looked at him deeply. “Get Billy to go over and keep an eye

“Understood.”

the car and

over the card and her pupils dilated

the card were the words

what shocked her the most was not that Ronnie knew her birthday, but that the

sent by the

Ronnie was the one who sent the bottle of medicine?

he know what

not find anything even after spending a lot of money on famous

how could he have concocted the medicine to soothe

guesses arose in Rachel’s heart, but she could not find a reasonable

seat. After pondering for a long time, she opened the door and

her mother’s tombstone according to the location Lucas

of Sophia’s favorite white tulips, and there were traces of incense

forward to check. The

who burned the incense had left

of the cemetery for a long time. The only person she saw near the

reason, Ronnie’s words appeared in her mind.

was here to pay his respects

thought, “Close relative…

mother related to Ronnie by blood?”

to the ground in a daze. She quietly looked at the photo of the woman on the tombstone and could not help but

these years, she could not figure out why her

she did not

had given birth to her, why did she abandon her

had turned blurry in her memory, but she vaguely

how to play the piano,

draw…

memories could never compare to the memories of

in her heart or because time had washed away the hatred in her heart, but she slowly sat in front of the tombstone

blink of an eye, it was