Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Chapter 487

Without her companion, Rachel lost interest in admiring the beautiful scenery and simply returned the way she

came.

In the distance, the young socialites led by Hannah saw Rachel’s return, their eyes filled with probing as they sized

her up.

Even though they had seen Rachel return, the young socialites did not approach her. It was obvious that they were

deliberately isolating Rachel.

These were all childish tricks. Rachel naturally wouldn’t take them to heart.

With no one to disturb her, she was glad for the peace and quiet.

Rachel sat in a quiet corner, searching for information on her phone.

“What’s the most suitable gift for a boyfriend’s birthday?” Mary read out Rachel’s search term with a flat voice.

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Instinctively, Rachel turned off her phone screen and glared at her friend angrily. “Don’t you make any sound when

you walk?”

Mary noticed Rachel’s slightly swollen lips and a meaningful smile flickered across Mary’s face. “You’re the one

who’s distracted.”

Sensing her gaze, Rachel lowered his eyes and gently rubbed her fingers across her lips. “Since you’re here, help

me think of something. David’s birthday is in a few days. What should I get for him?”

Resting her chin on one hand, Rachel looked slightly troubled. She held a glass straw between her fingers, stirring

the ice in the crystal glass as she sighed softly. “It feels like he has everything.”

“Who said so?” Mary Green said, “There’s something he definitely doesn’t have.” Rachel’s eyes immediately lit up.

“What?”

Mary smiled and said seriously, “I heard that Mr. Jones has been alone all these years and is known for not getting

close to women. All these years, he has been chaste. He definitely lacks a woman’s love.”

Rachel fell silent.

A woman’s love?

She shouldn’t have expected Mary to help her think of an idea.

Seeing that she wasn’t happy, Mary moved closer to her. “Rae-Rae, tell me quietly. Have you guys done it?”

“It?” Rachel looked at her in confusion.

Mary wiggled her eyebrows, hinting, “You know.”

Rachel frowned slightly. After staring at Mary for a moment, Rachel realized what Mary was referring to. Rachel’s

fair cheeks stained with a hint of red now, she answered. “No.”

Hearing this, Mary slapped her hand onto the table. “So you should definitely listen to me!

Rachel didn’t answer her.

Rachel crossed her legs and stirred the broken ice in the crystal glass roughly. After hesitating for a while, she

stammered, “He… I can’t possibly take the initiative for such a thing, right?”

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“Could it be that he really has some unspeakable hidden illness like what everyone says?” Mary asked.

Rachel inexplicably thought of an indescribable scene, her wrist feeling slightly sore. She rolled her eyes. “No!”

If he really had a hidden illness, he wouldn’t have tormented her so badly a few days ago.

Mary was puzzled. “Then why?”

“He’s worried I’ll regret it. Rachel said, looking past Mary to the old building behind her. “How long does the

meeting usually last?”

Mary followed her line of sight and said, “It used to end within an hour or two.”

No one knew how long it would take this time.

After all, Marina’s appearance and what she had said in the restaurant had sounded a warning bell for the Four

Families.

They had gradually realized that the power in Seaxas might have to be reshuffled, and they were also uneasy about

losing their status.

What they could do now was to support each other and unite against a common enemy.

Rachel took a deep breath and put down the glass in her hand. She stood and looked at Mary. “Restroom?”

“Let’s go!” Mary quickly stood up and looped her arm with Rachel’s.

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