Betrayal At The Altar

David looked up and glanced at him indifferently.

Eddie immediately understood. “I’ll get to it right now.”

Ten minutes later, Eddie entered the conference room with a gloomy expression on his face. A cold breeze blew in, causing the temperature in the conference room to plunge to zero.

It seemed that someone ignorant had angered David again.

Eddie sorted out his feelings before eagerly walking toward David and handing him the electronic tablet. “Sir, take a look at this.”

David took the tablet, only to see the scene of Rachel entering the Smith Group.

Staring at the woman’s slender body, David asked with an austere gaze, “Was her resignation successful?”

“Yeah,” Eddie said, not daring to hide any details of Rachel’s resignation. He gave a clear explanation of everything to David. However, toward the end, he began stuttering a little.

David frowned and glared daggers at Eddie.

Eddie cleared his throat and said carefully, “We couldn’t find any traces of where Miss Grey went. After she left the Smith Group, the surveillance cameras within the vicinity all malfunctioned.”

That could only mean that someone had deliberately hidden the details of where Rachel went.

soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a

and his lips pressed tightly together, David

sensed the man’s austere aura, Eddie, who stood at the side, couldn’t help

that David was really

hesitating and dilly–dallying for a moment, he carefully

already sent people to check on this. I believe

man asked in a slow and deep voice that would make one

that he

it, David suddenly stood up

away and left the conference room. His legs were

packed up the things on the table and chased after David. At the same time, he called his friend and urged him to speed

office, he had received the information. After skimming through the

the office, he didn’t dare to delay and hurriedly handed his mobile phone to David. “Mr. Jones, please take a look.”

looking through the information, David’s stern face eased a little, and his

even seemed to be a faint smile on his lips. He muttered softly,

Jones, do we

dare to relax