Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Chapter 460

A few minutes later, Rachel sat in David’s spa***us and bright office.

A woman in her forties was sitting on the black leather sofa. Her thick, curly hair fell naturally on her left shoulder,

and a white dress wrapped around her enchanting and graceful figure.

She leaned lazily against one armrest of the sofa. Every move she made could show her innate noble aura.

She was like a beautiful p*ssy cat, which was elegant, noble, lazy, and charming.

On the way to David’s office just now, he told Rachel that the woman in his office. was his aunt, Marina Jones.

The moment Marina saw Rachel, she couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows slightly, and her red lips curled into a

faint smile.

She knew her nephew David the best. He was born to be a female insulator.

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It was really rare for a woman to appear by his side!

No wonder that Wharton seemed to have discovered some big news and nagged in Marina’s ear every day.

Marina scanned Rachel from head to toe with an extremely obscure gaze. When Marina’s gaze landed on the ring

on Rachel’s finger, Marina narrowed her eyes, across which a fleeting coldness flashed. She slowly asked with a

smile, “David, who is this?”

Rachel looked down at the cup in her hand and felt inexplicably nervous.

She was very curious about how David would introduce her.

“My fiancée.” David’s deep and cold voice slowly echoed in the huge office.

The moment these two words were blurted out, it was as if a bolt of lightning had exploded in Rachel’s heart. In an

instant, her mind went blank, and her ears buzzed for a moment. Then, her heart beat uncontrollably faster.

Rachel tried her best to control her slightly trembling hands. She picked up the coffee cup in her hand and took a

sip, quietly looking at David who was sitting. beside her.

When Marina heard this, the smile on her face involuntarily deepened.

She adjusted her sitting posture and raised her hand to casually brush the curly hair on the side of her shoulder.

She re-examined Rachel before turning to look at David. “Are you serious?”

“Of course,” David replied firmly.

He seemed to feel that this answer was not enough to show his determination, so he took Rachel’s hand and held it

tightly.

When Marina heard what David had said, her smile deepened a little as she stared at David with her deep eyes.

David sipped the coffee in his cup calmly, not minding her gaze at all.

After a long while, Marina turned to look at Rachel again. “Sorry. I forgot to introduce myself after talking to David

for so long.”

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She paused for a moment. “My name is Marina Jones. I’m David’s aunt.”

“Hello.” Rachel’s posture was neither servile nor overbearing. “I’m Rachel Grey.”

Marina took out a box of cigarettes from her bag and skillfully pulled out a lady’s cigarette. She lit it between her

fingers and brought it to her lips to take a puff.

As white smoke slowly rose from her red lips, she asked in a low and gentle voice, “I wonder where Miss Grey lives.

What do your parents do?”

“Aunt, it’s getting late.” David raised his eyelids and looked at Marina. His dark eyes flickered with an unknown

coldness. “It’s high time you left.”

His tone was indifferent and slow, carrying a coldness that made people shudder. The smile on Marina’s lips froze.

She hadn’t expected that David would disregard her feelings and chase her away!

She leaned forward and shook the ashes into the ashtray. She glanced sideways at David. “I was just asking

casually. Why are you so nervous? Besides, if I want to take action against her, do you think you can protect her?”

David’s expression darkened and his thin lips moved slightly.

Before he could speak, Rachel said, “Then come on!”

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