Betrayal At The Altar

Rachel followed the man in black to the front of the car. Eddie, who was in the front passenger seat, said respectfully, “Miss Grey, please.”

Rachel raised her eyebrows slightly, bent down, and got into the car. She then pretended to be surprised and said, “What a coincidence. I didn’t expect to meet you here.”

She gave David a sickly smile.

David looked at the subtle coldness in Rachel’s eyes and his thin lips curved up. “Ms. Grey, haven’t you known about it?”

“Stellar Corporation,” Rachel said coldly.

She was not surprised that David was Stellar Corporation’s CEO.

However, she had a feeling that David had multiple identities.

David’s eyes met hers and a hint of affection flashed across his eyes. “Shall we have lunch together?”

“Sure,” Rachel answered without hesitation.

They didn’t have lunch at Lansen Restaurant. Instead, they went to Rachel’s favorite restaurant, Best Fry.

Best Fry was located in a courtyard in an alley. It had been a dilapidated courtyard house, but it was later developed into a private clubhouse with a quaint two–story building.

Pushing open the vermilion double doors of the courtyard, guests could see a pair of sky–blue porcelain jars. Lotuses floated on the water, and it could be vaguely seen that koi fish was playing under the lotus leaves.

were faced with a staircase that led straight to the private room

smoke hung in the air above the water, making it a fairyland.

curtains hung around the pavilion, and guests could vaguely see a graceful woman in

of Best Fly treat David particularly respectfully, Rachel understood

be the actual controller of

helped Rachel to the food. He lifted his head and met Rachel’s gaze. “Would you like to come back to

answered, “I have other things to deal with later.”

did not insist and said calmly, “I’ll send you there

already one o’clock in the

and David were about to leave, Rachel received a call from Old Mr. Smith. “Rachel, it’s me. You haven’t come to play chess with me for a

fully occupied recently,

interrupted, “I know that Louis does not have the good luck to marry you. It’s my 80th birthday in a few days. Please attend the celebration. I am old now. All I want to do before my

Mr. Smith had given her and make

now that Old Mr. Smith had called Rachel, she

“Okay.”

I’ll be waiting for you.”

Rachel walked to the door of Best Fly and waited for David.

people made their way out of the private room on the first floor in twos and threes. The person in