Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 66

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 66

Rachel had her lip slightly bit. A trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she did not know how to answer 

It so happened that her phone suddenly rang. She stood up and plucked her phone from her bag. 

When she saw the caller ID, a layer of coldness seemed to gather in her eyes. 

She hung up the phone without hesitation, but then the call came again. 

After repeating it many times, Rachel finally picked up the phone under David’s curious gaze. 

“Rachel, you’ve gone too far this time!” Just as the call was picked up, Louis’s reprimanding voice came over immediately. 

Rachel chuckled. “Mr. Smith, I’m very curious. From what perspective and identity are you criticizing me?” 

“Rachel, I know you hate me in your heart, but you shouldn’t take out your malice on Olivia. She’s innocent!” Louis listed Rachel’s ‘crimes‘ today and said coldly, “Even if Olivia doesn’t know better, you shouldn’t destroy the career she loves. That’s no different from killing her.” Rachel could not help but laugh at Louis’s groundless accusation. “She brought this upon herself!” 

Louis’s disappointed sigh came from the other end of the phone. “You’re really making me feel more and more unfamiliar.” 

“Do 

you think I care?” 

Rachel sneered. Just as she was about to hang up, Louis suddenly said, “This weekend is grandpa’s 80th birthday. He hopes that you can come too.” 

Back then, when she came to the Smith family, Old Mr. Smith was the only one who did not think less of her and strongly approved of her marriage with Louis. 

When he found out that she and Louis were about to hold a wedding, he even gave her the ancestral jade bracelet. 

The bracelet was still in Rachel’s hands. 

Since she cut ties with Louis, it was time for the bracelet to return to its original owner. “Rachel, whatever happens between us is our own business. Don’t get grandpa involved because of this.” Louis was afraid that Rachel would hang up the phone, so he hurriedly explained, “I don’t need to say much about how much grandpa has doted on you over the past three years. If you still have a conscience…” 

Rachel was really not used to Louis’s lecturing tone. Before he could finish speaking, she hung up. 

She put the phone in her purse, took a deep breath, and turned to David, who was standing behind her. “Sorry to interrupt your meal.” 

“Why are you apologizing?” David frowned. “You didn’t do anything wrong, did you?” 

At the thought of returning to the Smith family to see Old Mr. Smith, an indescribable frustration rose in Rachel’s heart. There was a hint of absent–mindedness in her eyes. 

“Do you want to go out for a walk?” David looked at her and extended his hand. “The night view is pretty good tonight.”