Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 757

Rachel looked at him indifferently, her calm gaze like someone observing a struggling fish in a muddy pond. “This is a treasure I especially found in the black market. It’s worth a fortune. Not only it’s capable of relieving fatigue, but it also gives people a sense of euphoria.”

“Of course, it is commonly known as the club drug.”

She had expected Harold to be a wise man who knew when to submit to circumstances. She thought he would reveal the mastermind and motives behind the scenes.

Yet it seemed like he wouldn’t speak up until he learned the hard way.

If that was the case, she didn’t mind using some means, just as Harold had plotted against her uncle, Tom.

When she turned to leave, Harold attempted to grab her.

However, Billy kicked Harold away before his fingertips could touch the corner of Rachel’s clothing.

Harold staggered and fell to the ground. Clutching his chest, he suppressed the rising smell of blood in his throat. “Rachel… Rachel Grey… you… cough, come back…”

Rachel did not seem to hear him and left without even looking back.

After closing the door to the private room, she glanced at Billy. “Keep a close eye on him. Don’t let anything happen to him.”

She couldn’t guarantee that Harold wouldn’t try to harm himself to get out of this situation.

“Miss Grey, don’t worry. We know what we’re doing,” Billy said..

Rachel lowered her eyes to conceal the coldness in them. “Thank you for your hard work tonight.”

She looked at Lucas at the end of the corridor and walked towards him.

Tom’s incident affected Lucas to some extent.

He leaned lazily against the wall, with cigarette butts scattered around his feet.

His tousled hair before his forehead obscured his affectionate amorous eyes. The usually arrogant and wilful son of the Johnson family was now shrouded in an unusual sense of loneliness and darkness.

Hearing footsteps, he turned his head and exhaled a puff of smoke from his

mouth. At the same time, he stubbed out the cigarette between his fingers. “Did you take care of everything?”

“Yeah,” Rachel replied casually.

said, “We have to

Uncle Tom.”

learning the whole story from him could they find evidence beneficial to him and overturn the

Lucas frowned

was second to none, but Tom was the only person involved

had happened to him, the so-called colleagues of the past. were unreliable, and seeking help from others was the only

something out.” Lucas had a military background, and his connections could still come in handy at this

that using those connections at this point. would be tantamount to destroying years of friendship.

a loss, a powerful and resounding

approaching in a black suit with a

David in astonishment as he got closer to her. “Why are

David about Tom’s accident since the beginning.

didn’t want him to worry, nor did she

pressed into a fine, thin line. He oozed an

air into fine

did not say anything, Rachel could already sense

after pondering for a moment, she really couldn’t think

noticed the unusual atmosphere between the

awkward. So he

have

‘good luck’ look and walked away without looking

to

like that?

with well-defined fingers as she was deep in thought, forcing her to raise her head and look up at

on her face, making her

into her eyes like

his cold face turned a shade darker. He sighed silently. “You’d rather use someone from

why did he

Rachel understood

been able to keep it a secret

Johnson family’s every move was scrutinized by countless eyes. Even the faintest movement

time.

hand, and gently rubbed it with a hint of flattery. “I just didn’t think this matter

seem to feel any better. His brows furrowed, and his jaw tightened. He still looked

tell me, what kind of situation is

emotional fluctuations, but the