Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 162

Hearing what his father said, Louis Smith could not help but smile bitterly. “Dad, she has been in the

Smith family for so many years, and I bet you know her character inside out.”

Once Rachel Grey decided on something, no one could ever change her mind.

That also applied to her hatred toward certain people.

Back then, he promised to give her any form of compensation other than emotion and status, but that

was not what Rachel Grey wanted.

Therefore, it was simply impossible to write off the previous grudges.

At this moment, Mrs. Smith’s voice came on the phone. “But in the three years she had been in the

Smith family, we had never mistreated her, right? This relationship between you two had always been

consensual. She was the one who insisted on marrying you, not us. Tell her that for the past three

years, she had been living off our family and using our family’s resources. We do not need a dime from

her, but she has to use her connections to help Smith Group.”

“Haha!” Louis Smith sneered in response. “Try saying this to her face yourself!”

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He hung up right after that.

However, the phone that was thrown on the table kept ringing. It was from the Smith family.

After the Smith family learned of Rachel Grey’s identity, everyone hoped that Louis Smith would lobby

Rachel Grey.

After everyone left, Rachel Grey looked around and noticed that David Jones’s seat was empty.

Adrian Johnson looked at Rachel Grey and said mockingly, “Why aren’t you leaving? You can’t bear to

leave?”

She suppressed the sadness in her heart and took a light breath. “Okay, let us go.”

Adrian Johnson walked in front while Lucas Johnson and Rachel Grey followed behind. Lucas Johnson

had one hand in his pocket.

“Didn’t we agree to act together only after I arrive? Why are you acting on your own again!” Lucas

Johnson hushed his voice.

He was anxious about it.

Rachel Grey smiled cheekily. “I couldn’t help it.”

Lucas Johnson was speechless.

This reason was as perfunctory as it could be.

However, he knew very well that Rachel Grey was worried that something would happen to Mr. Griffin.

That was why she barged in.

“This girl is always like this. When others treat her well, she wishes to repay their kindness in tenfolds.”

Lucas Johnson thought to himself

“Same old rules. Don’t tell Grandpa about this,” Rachel Grey whispered.

When Lucas Johnson heard this, he looked at Rachel Grey with a sorry frown. “I’m afraid it is too late.”

Hearing this, Rachel Grey felt a chill running down her spine.

She seemed to have sensed something and turned to look at the courtyard.

Sure enough, she saw Old Mr. Johnson’s exclusive car.

Her eyebrows twitched.

“You let it slip in front of Grandpa?” Rachel Grey questioned.

“Unless I’m out of my mind and cannot wait to get a good beating.” Lucas Johnson defended himself.

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He then subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and wanted to smoke. However, when Old

Mr. Johnson rolled down the window, Lucas Johnson felt an inexplicable discomfort at the back of his

head.

He quickly put the cigarette back. “You’re making waves so big that it will be hard for him not to notice.”

Moreover, Rachel Grey had been under the watchful eyes of Old Mr. Johnson since she was a child.

He would react at the slightest matter. How could he pretend not to know about this?

Rachel Grey looked at David Jones’s car, fluttered her eyes, and looked at Lucas Johnson with a faint

smile. “Lucas dear…”

“Shush!” Lucas Johnson immediately interrupted her. He took a step back in an effort to draw a line

between them. “Your ‘dear‘ is too heavy for me to accept, honorable Miss Grey.”

Nothing good ever came out of her calling him “dear.” It felt like his life was put on the line instantly

every time she used that word.

Rachel Grey walked towards Old Mr. Johnson’s car with a heavy heart.

Lucas Johnson looked at Rachel Grey’s departing figure and suddenly realized that he had forgotten to

ask Rachel Grey where she had stayed last night.

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