Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

“She’s not the only one who’s worried” Lucas walked over with one hand in his pocket. He reached out and took the sparkling wine from Zion. “Rachel can’t handle alcohol, so don’t give her this kind of drink”

Zion looked curiously at the glass of fruit wine Rachel was holding in her hands.

Fruit wine was more potent than sparkling wine.

And he said she could not handle liquor well?

However, having known Lucas for many years, Zion knew he was just trying to get Rachel out of a bind. Hence, he did not insist.

“Miss Grey, don’t forget what you promised me Zion reminded her as he raised the goblet in his hand and clinked it against Rachel’s.

Lucas frowned slightly and looked at Rachel “What did you promise him?”

Rachel thought for a moment. “Nothing much. I just promised to help him survey the new building developed by the Summers family.”

Upon hearing this, Lucas looked at her solemnly and gave her a stern reminder. “Don’t be so quick to agree to a stranger’s request. You never know if the other party is up to no good.”

Zion was speechless.

Lucas and his group attracted a lot of attention from the others.

After all, good-looking people like them always intrigued people.

Especially the alluring Rachel. She possessed a beauty so exquisite that she left a lasting impression on anyone who took just one glance at her.

Her impeccable face, slender figure, and that dignified and elegant aura turned heads wherever she went.

All the guests who attended the banquet came from great authority and status.

If they could meet their soul mate at the banquet, not only would it be an anecdote, but the two families could also ally.

Just as everyone was getting restless, David and the others had reached the bottom of the stairs and were slowly approaching the group.

donned a well-tailored black suit that perfectly accentuated his tall

lace, bringing out the features of his exquisite facial

suddenly aware of his imposing presence, and they voluntarily retreated as he walked through the crowd. David stood at the front expressionlessly. His eyes scanned the crowd

the banquet hall lifted a little, giving way to a relaxed and

extended his hand

they saw that. They held their breath as they looked

David, while the woman hoped it was nothing more than a whimsical interest in

smiled and placed her hand in

faces turned crestfallen when the two

to Old Mr. Johnson holding Rachel’s hand and

was low and husky

David had purposely put on

of hope in his

David and

hand. He took a deep breath and said calmly, “Mr. Jones, you’re

junior, I should greet you,” David

modest

of the Jones family in Aureliana. He was

Families of Seaxas had to humble themselves in

respectful and humble in front of Old

spot. He looked like he had been struck by lightning. He gaped, and

Mr. Johnson of the Johnson family, the wealthiest man

the hell was

married, Sophia had said she

when they came to pick up Rachel twenty years ago. They were nobodies. No stature and no power. How

in Seaxas, then she would be at the helm

like shockwaves. He was utterly flabbergasted, and his heart almost

who was shocked.

wine glass subconsciously. His eyes became slightly bloodshot as