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Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 161
Meanwhile, the Smith family was not in the best situation.
Jane Smith stared blankly at the television.
She never thought things would end up like this.
The Cultural Relics Bureau stepped in to clear Rachel Grey from suspicion. They also revealed the
identities of Rachel Grey as a first–class Cultural Relic Restorer and a special advisor.
Even Tom Johnson came forward to help her with the lawsuit.
Old Mr. Smith appeared solemn the entire time. After Rachel Grey’s identity was revealed, his weighty
mood did not improve.
Instead, he sighed faintly, “It was a huge mistake.”
Back then, everyone in the Smith family thought Rachel Grey was just a poor girl from the countryside.
However, not only was she the owner of Glamour Pavilion, but she was also a first–class Cultural Relic
Restorer and a special advisor at the Cultural Relics Bureau.
If Louis Smith had not given up on Rachel Grey back then, the Smith family would have benefitted from
Rachel Grey’s identity exposure.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, it was all too late.
Mrs. Smith did not realize what was at stake. All she could think about was whether Rachel Grey would
take revenge on the Smith family.
“I don’t want anything to go wrong during the anniversary celebration.” Old Mr. Smith expressed his
concern.
He was actually hoping that Rachel Grey would be able to attend Smith Group’s anniversary
celebration.
Mrs. Smith was jolted back to her senses. She pursed her lips stiffly. “Got it.”
She recalled contacting her assistant an hour ago to strike Rachel Grey’s name off the guest list. Now,
she had to get someone to put Rachel Grey’s name back on the list.
That was, indeed, very humiliating.
After the meeting ended, Louis Smith returned to his office. Not long
after, his assistant rushed in. “Mr. Smith, you might want to have a look at this.”
“What is this?” Louis Smith casually took the iPad handed over by his assistant.
It was Rachel Grey’s live stream channel.
It was at the part where Mr. Clinton from the Cultural Relics Bureau helped Rachel Grey to prove her
innocence.
Louis said deep down, “She is a first–class Cultural Relic Restorer of the Cultural Relics Bureau and…
“Why have I never heard Rachel Grey mention this before?
“”
“Was she not from a remote village and had no relatives or friends in Seaxas? How did she suddenly
become connected to the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau?”
Previously, he had agreed to break up with Rachel Grey mainly because he felt that Rachel Grey was
not worthy of him. He was worried that she would become a burden to him and would affect the future
development of his company and himself.
Who knew Rachel Grey had such a noble status?
An awkward silence filled the huge office.
After the live stream ended, he returned the iPad to his assistant grimly. “Has the guest list for the
Smith Group’s anniversary celebration been drawn up?”
The assistant replied, “Yes.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Is Rachel Grey on the list?” Louis Smith asked.
The assistant was stunned for a moment before pressing his lips against each other. “An hour ago,
Mrs. Smith called and specially instructed to have Miss Grey’s name crossed out.”
When Louis Smith heard that, his face suddenly darkened. His gaze pierced through his assistant
beside him like an icicle. “Have you forgotten who is in charge of the company?”
“I will make changes to the name list now.” The assistant turned around and left.
After he left, Louis Smith leaned back against the seat tiredly and massaged his temples with his
thumbs.
For some reason, images of Rachel Grey massaging his temples in the office flashed through his mind.
“If only Rachel Grey was still here,” he thought.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden ringing of his phone. It was his father.
“Louis, did you see the live stream?”
Louis Smith replied emotionlessly, “Yes.”
“Listen to me. No matter what, you have to contact Rachel Grey and ask her to attend the Smith
Group’s anniversary celebration. It would be even better if you could make her write off all the grudges
from before.”