Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237 It Was Wrong 

Lucas picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip, barely suppressing the shock in his heart. 

After he did not see her for a few years, this girl was even more ruthless than before. 

She had no intention of giving the Smith family a way out. 

Thinking of this, he could not help but mourn for the Smith family in his heart. However, the change in Rachel surprised him. 

Previously, Rachel had risked her life for Louis. Now, did she finally change her mind? 

Lucas looked at Rachel with a thoughtful look in his eyes. 

“Did you ask Louis?” 

A large part of the reason why Rachel stayed in the Smith family all these years was because of what had happened five years ago. 

Rachel didn’t say a word about that night, so Lucas didn’t ask. 

Based on his experience that night, he knew that something big must have happened to Rachel! 

This girl had always told him the good news and no bad news. 

The more she said that she was fine, the more likely it was that something big had happened. 

Upon hearing this, Rachel looked up at him. “Wrong. It was wrong from the beginning.” 

When she asked Louis if he’d ever been to Phareborough, she saw 

incomprehension in his eyes, followed by revulsion, as if the existence of that place were no different from what he considered trash. 

With the law and order in Phareborough, most people would show disgust and not care about it. 

However, this person should not be Louis. 

“No wonder you showed no mercy to the Smith family.” Lucas could not help but chuckle. 

Rachel asked, “Have you found any new clues?” 

Wrong 

Lucas shook his head and played with the cup with his fingertips. He said casually, “After all, there are very few clues left behind after five years. Moreover, since the other party wanted to hide his whereabouts back then, he definitely wouldn’t let anyone find any clues.” 

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge office was filled with a depressing atmosphere. 

After an unknown period of time, Rachel’s phone rang. She could not help but have a headache when she saw the caller ID. 

She could manage to hide what happened on the Internet from her maternal grandfather, but it was simply impossible to hide it from her Uncle Tom who was very powerful. 

When Lucas saw the pained expression on Rachel’s face, a name automatically came to his mind. 

In order to avoid being implicated, he finished the coffee in his cup and stood up with his coat. “I still have something on. I’ll leave first!” 

Rachel was speechless. 

This time, the scapegoat also ran away. 

After much hesitation, Rachel braced herself and picked up the phone. She said obediently, “Uncle Tom.” 

On the other end of the phone, Tom said in a deep voice, “Why didn’t you tell me when such a big thing happened?” 

Underneath his stern tone was more concern for Rachel. 

“It’s not a big deal.” Rachel sat on the chair and turned her back to the office door. Her feet were used as support as she turned the chair back and forth. Her every move revealed a child–like satisfaction. “I’m not the one who will suffer losses.” 

When Tom heard her words on the other end of the phone, his gloomy expression softened a little. 

He had heard a little about the Smith family’s current actions. 

In fact, Rachel didn’t just say she wouldn’t suffer losses to reassure him. 

“It’s Eleanor’s birthday this weekend. Remember to make time,” Tom said. Rachel replied, “Got it.” 

After hanging up, Tom lit a cigarette. 

He held a cigarette between his clean and slender fingers. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing the silver wristwatch on his wrist. 

He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a puff. His thin lips parted slightly, and the white smoke dispersed in front of him like a mist. 

His assistant John knocked on the door and walked in. “Mr. Johnson, are you looking for me?” 

“Find a random reason to destroy the Smith family’s prestige!” 

It was just a casual sentence, but it made John shudder with fear. 

John knew in his heart that Tom was angry. 

Tom was going to personally avenge Miss Grey! 

“Yes!”