Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 173

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 173

The rest area was equipped with a professional sound system and a broadcast screen. A huge floor–to–ceiling window allowed the people in the area to see the situation on the track. 

Landon held his wine glass and looked at the cars speeding past the track with interest. “Since we have nothing to do, do you want to take the opportunity to place a bet?” 

“I’m betting on the Leckon.” 

Landon turned to look at David. Sensing the smile in David’s eyes, Landon landed his gaze on the Leckon. There was a hint of playfulness in Landon’s eyes. 

In the future, Jimmy would have to take the obvious losses. 

On the track, Rachel, who had gradually gotten into a good state, kept increasing the car speed. 

Lucas had taught Rachel how to race. 

Back when they were overseas, in pursuit of novelty and excitement, Rachel and Lucas would often climb over the school wall in the middle of the night and race on the mountain road. 

Rachel didn’t know if it was because she hadn’t touched a car in a long time or because she was unhappy, but she was having a good time today. Rachel didn’t feel that she was driving too fast. 

Hearing the sound of the wind whistling past her ears, Rachel felt an unprecedented sense of joy. 

Lucas, who was in the car behind, did not expect Rachel to be so crazy today. 

When this girl sped up the car, it was as if she did not care about her life. In the last lap, Rachel’s dark purple Leckon overtook the finish line by an absolute advantage. 

Rachel parked the car near the finish line and leaned against the back of the seat for a while. The stimulation of her blood pumping dissipated the unhappiness and frustration in her heart. 

Rachel opened the door and got out of the car. She let her long hair 

loose. 

At this moment, a staff member in uniform walked over. “Miss Grey, Mr. Jones wants to see you.” 

Rachel stopped playing with her hair. She was a little surprised to meet David here. 

Rachel gathered her thoughts and nodded slightly. “Wait a moment. I’ll go change my clothes.” 

“Please!” 

In the changing room, Rachel heard a few hotly dressed women chatting. 

“I passed by the VIP room just now and saw the man inside. He’s so handsome!” 

“Yes, yes, yes! When the manager asked me to send the wine in, I noticed him. His look and figure were even better than celebrities in the entertainment industry!” 

“I heard the manager call him Mr. Jones. Look at how our manager is nodding and bowing like a lackey. I guess this Mr. Jones is a real big shot.” 

“Most women won’t catch his attention, right? I feel that there’s no lack of women around him.” 

“There are so many women anyway. It doesn’t matter if I join, right?” 

Their next step was to discuss how to attract David’s attention. Their tricks were nothing more than accidentally splashing water, deliberately spraining an ankle, creating coincidences, and so on. 

The women walked past Rachel, chattering and discussing how to take her man. Rachel could not tell if she was angry or not. Rachel just had a strange feeling.