Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Chapter 236

In the past, Mr. and Mrs. Smith had always thought that Rachel was just a villager girl who came to

S*s alone.

If she was not that smart and resourceful, there was no way the Smith family would take her in.

However, ever since the village girl they looked down upon left the Smith family, she seemed to be out

of their league.

Not only did she become the owner of Glamour Pavilion, but she could also make the most famous

lawyer in the city, Adrian Johnson work for her.

She was no longer someone they could afford to mess with now.

At this moment, Mrs. Smith was so worried about Jane that she was not in the mood to think long-term

as Mr. Smith did.

“No! Jane is so young. I won’t let her go to jail no matter what!” Mrs. Smith’s eyes were filled with panic,

and she could not hold back her tears anymore. “If she was imprisoned, she would never be able to

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raise her head in front of others in the future, and no one from a decent family in Seaxas would want to

marry her.”

Jane was locked in the room, and her computer and phone had been taken away by her parents, so

she could not communicate with the outside world.

Even so, she could clearly hear the conversation between Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith downstairs. She

did not expect Rachel to be able to prove her innocence with those photos, nor did she expect Rachel

to sue her. If she did not withdraw the lawsuit, Jane would most likely have to spend years in prison. At

the thought that her reputation would be ruined and she would have to live under the same roof as

those desperadoes in the future, Jane felt a chill down her spine. “No! I can’t go to jail! I don’t want to

go to jail!” she cried in her heart. Jane was so anxious that she wanted to break out of the room, but the

door was locked and there was no way she could get out.

She banged the door desperately, full of regret. If she had known that things would have come to this

point, she would not have posted the photos of Rachel on the Internet.

Downstairs, Mr. Smith looked at Mrs. Smith who was crying her heart out. He was not in the mood to

comfort her, so he only said, “I’ll go consolidate the assets under my name. If it’s not enough, I’ll borrow

some from my friends. I guess we can scrape together the money.” Mrs. Smith nodded in a daze.

Mr. Smith glanced at her before leaving. After a while, he sighed helplessly and left without looking

back.

Soon, Rachel learned from Lucas that the Smith family began to sell their shops.

Those shops were located in the busiest commercial district and were worth a lot.

“You deserve to be a Johnson!” Lucas said smugly.

He was not proud of the Johnson family, but of Rachel as a Johnson.

People from the Johnson family were all vengeful.

They would definitely return an eye for an eye.

Under the influence of Old Mr. Johnson, Rachel was especially mean to those who offended her. She

would seek revenge for the smallest grievance and let those people pay a hundredfold.

“You must buy the shops before anyone else does.” Rachel looked up at Lucas, who was sitting lazily

on the sofa, and said calmly, “In less than five years, those shops will be priceless.”

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Lucas said, “I won’t let you down. You can feel assured.”

After pausing for a moment, he suddenly sat upright and looked at Rachel curiously. “I’m curious. How

much did you ask from them?”

Rachel must have made a tough offer. Otherwise, the Smith family would not have given up those

profitable shops. It seemed like they were selling their family assets.

Rachel raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a faint smile, “5% of the market value of the Smith

Group…”

Although the current Smith family could not be compared to the Four Families in Seaxas, it was in the

second tier at least.

Five percent of the Smith Group’s market value was a huge amount of money.

The next second, Rachel’s cold voice sounded again, “Other than that, I also asked them to give me

the land in the business district in South Valley.”

Lucas was stupefied.

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