Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 198

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 198

Mrs. Smith narrowed her eyes and stared at Rachel inquisitively. 

In the next second, the 360–degree surround sound equipment in the hall emitted a sound that made one’s imagination run wild. 

“Louis, do you love Rachel or me?” 

“Of course, it’s you. You don’t know how much I love you.” 

“Louis, I want to return to your side. I don’t want to continue this ambiguous relationship with you.” 

“Give me a little more time.” 

The expressions of the guests present changed rapidly. Coincidentally, the electronic display in the middle of the stage suddenly lit up. 

In an instant, everyone’s gazes directed their gazes on the screen. Crystal–clear photos were playing before everyone’s eyes in a slide show. The photos showed Olivia and Louis kissing in the elevator as if no one was around and Olivia rushing into the hotel with Louis on the day of his 

return. 

All signs indicated that Louis had abandoned Rachel long ago. He had already secretly dated Olivia! 

When Old Mr. Smith saw the photos, he immediately felt blood rush to his head. His vision darkened, and he staggered backward. 

“Dad!” 

Mrs. Smith and Mr. Smith quickly grabbed him. 

As Olivia saw those photos, a chill rose from the bottom of her feet and crept through her limbs. 

Her body trembled uncontrollably, and her charming face turned pale. 

Mrs. Smith looked at the messy banquet hall before her and rushed to the computer. “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and stop the video! Stop it!” 

The staff member was so anxious that they were sweating profusely. Their fingers were about to cramp, but the computer screen did not react 

at all. 

“Madam, the computer seems to be detected with a virus. It’s not reacting 

at all.” 

Mrs. Smith pulled the staff away in exasperation and did it herself. 

As the staff member said, neither the mouse nor the keyboard was reacting to the computer. 

She slammed the keyboard furiously and noticed the power source under her feet. Suddenly, she had an idea and ripped out the power source. 

Finally, the screen in the middle of the stage fell into darkness. 

Mrs. Smith heaved a sigh of relief. 

In an instant, the audience fell into dead silence. It was like the calm before the storm. A strange silence filled the hall. 

In the next second, chatters broke out.