Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 201

Old Mr. Smith glanced at him and laughed. “Haha, I have to admit I’m old.”

He had been smart his entire life. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by a young lady in the end.

“Dad, what should we do now?” Mrs. Smith regained her composure and stared at the old man

hopefully.

Old Mr. Smith looked up at her calmly. “We are the ones at fault in this matter. We can only apologize

and beg for her forgiveness.”

Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith exchanged glances upon hearing that.

Would Rachel choose to forgive them?

No!

The Smith family knew it very well.

They had to apologize regardless of whether she would forgive them or not. At the very least, they had

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to show remorse so that their reputation would not be ruined.

Not only Old Mr. Smith but Louis also thought of that.

From the moment the photos were exposed to the point where Rachel put on a hypocritical show, she

managed to push the Smith family to the center of public censure effortlessly.

She even painted Louis as an ungrateful man.

He always knew that Rachel was competent and there was more to her than met the eyes. But he

thought she would show them some respect.

He did not expect her to be so ruthless.

Louis slowly stood up with Olivia in his arms. After staring at Rachel for a moment, he said, “I’m sorry.”

Rachel raised her eyebrows slightly and patiently waited for him to finish his sentence.

“I’ve let you down. I hurt you and hurt Olivia indirectly. I’m willing to do my best to make it up to you and

fulfill all your requests.”

However, his sincere words did not earn any mercy from Rachel.

Instead, she just stood quietly in front of him.

She was filled with hostility, but she looked very calm. No one could tell that she would take things to

the extreme. She was like a spectator, watching coldly and elegantly as the fish that had fallen into the

mire struggled desperately.

She said in a casual manner, “What is done is done. Saying sorry can fix no mistake.”

“Miss Grey, I know you hate me, but do you have to get back at us in this way? Since you left Louis,

you’ve been secretly plotting everything in order to take revenge on us, right? But do you have to do

this to Grandpa Smith and Louis? Do you know they’ve been trying to make it up to you…”

Olivia complained tearfully, hinting to everyone that Rachel was the one who bit the hands that fed her.

“Shouldn’t I hate him?” Rachel did not hide her resentment. Her lips curled into a cold smile. “He

deceived my feelings and wasted three years of my life. He even shattered all my dreams for the

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future. And you knew that we were going to get married, yet you fooled around with him behind my

back. You deserve to die!

“Back then, you thought the Smith family wasn’t good enough for you, so you gave up on him and went

to further your studies overseas. Now that they have achieved great success, you throw yourself at him

again. Why should I suffer while you reap the fruits of my sacrifice?”

Rachel’s head–on confrontation instantly rendered Olivia speechless, and her face turned pale.

“A mistress who destroys others‘ relationships still has the cheek to confront her lover’s girlfriend. This

is eye–opening,” someone in the crowd ridiculed.

The person’s remark invited another round of condemnation. “She doesn’t think she is wrong ruining

others‘ relationships!”

“She did something so shameless but she’s not afraid of getting bad karma. Instead, she’s worried that

others despise her. What a joke!”

“She chooses to be a mistress, yet she is so thick–skinned to point the finger at someone else.”

With just a few words, Olivia was labeled as a ‘vain mistress!

Her face turned red. She stared at Rachel with a malicious gaze, like a venomous snake flicking its

tongue.

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