Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 187

Louis understood Old Mr. Smith’s conjecture. A hint of shock flashed across his eyes. “Are you

suspecting that Rachel Grey is a member of the Johnson family?”

Old Mr. Smith frowned slightly and looked at Louis with a solemn expression. He nodded lightly.

Louis could not help but think of Rachel being treated as a distinguished guest by the merchants and

chatting happily with Linda Galler.

He couldn’t help but become silent, deep in thought.

A strange stillness fell across the room.

However, very quickly, Old Mr. Smith shook his head again. “This doesn’t make sense. Everyone

knows that Old Mr. Johnson dotes on this granddaughter very much. Although she has an outsider’s

surname, she has always been the apple of the Johnson family’s eye and has been long announced as

the Johnson family’s successor. If she’s really a member of the Johnson family, with Old Mr. Johnson’s

love for her, why would he let her stay in the Smith family for so many years?”

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Regarding Rachel’s identity, it seemed to have hit into a dead end. No matter what, it did not make

sense.

“Maybe all of this is just a coincidence?” Louis guessed. “I’ve investigated her identity and background.

There shouldn’t be any mistake.”

When he said this, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

Old Mr. Smith put down the cup in his hand. “You still have to spend some effort to investigate this

matter again in private.”

“I understand.” Louis pursed his lips and hesitated for half a second before continuing, “Actually, I still

have something I need your help with.”

“You want me to contact Rachel?” Old Mr. Smith looked up at Louis.

Louis met the old man’s sharp gaze and felt a little ashamed. “I tried to get her forgiveness, but Rachel

insisted on not reconciling with me. That’s why I have no choice but to ask Grandpa for help.”

Old Mr. Smith understood Rachel’s character.

Once she hated someone, it was very difficult to get her forgiveness.

Originally, Rachel’s feelings for the Smith family were not that deep. Coupled with Louis‘ betrayal, it

was enough for her to completely give up on the Smith family.

After that, Jane Smith had made a scene at the birthday banquet. He wanted to protect Jane and retain

the Smith family’s dignity.

Now, that girl’s attitude towards him was not as good as before.

Even so, under the premise of choosing between the Smith family and Rachel, he would still choose

the Smith family without hesitation.

After all, it was the blood and sweat of a few generations.

“You can go back first. I’ll handle this matter.”

After Louis left, the servant looked at the hesitant Old Mr. Smith and could not help but say, “Sir, if you

make the request, it will really ruin the past three years of friendship with Miss Grey.”

How could Old Mr. Smith not know? However, in the face of the Smith family’s future, he had no choice

but to choose this friendship with Rachel.

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Finally, he dialed Rachel.

“Rae–Rae, it’s me.”

Upon hearing Old Mr. Smith’s voice, Rachel was not particularly surprised. Her tone was even and

calm. “May I help you with anything?”

“It’s nothing serious. I just wanted to ask if you can attend the Smith Group’s anniversary celebration

this weekend.”

Rachel twirled a pen between her fingers. “The Smith family has nothing to do with me, so I’m not

obligated to participate.”

“Rae–Rae, I know you hate the Smith family. Grandpa is willing to make it up to you as much as

possible, so can you…”

“Thanks for your care over the three years in the Smith family. I can agree to one of your requests.

However, after this request, we will not longer have anything to do with each other.” Rachel interrupted

Old Mr. Smith coldly. “As for this request, I hope you can consider it carefully before contacting me.”

With that, she hung up.

Mary propped her chin on her hand and looked at her. She could not help but click her tongue. “When

will you change your reluctance to owe people favors?”

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