Betrayal At The Altar

The banquet hall fell silent as soon as Jane Smith uttered those words.

No one had expected Jane, who was widely known as a refined young lady of the Smith family to be so unreasonable.

Although it was disrespectful for Rachel Grey to present a fake as a gift at Old Mr. Smith’s birthday banquet, it was not to the extent of kneeling and apologizing in public.

In the silence, Rachel suddenly chuckled. Her voice was ice–cold. “But what if it’s authentic?”

Jane turned around and met Rachel’s unfeeling eyes. A chill instantly rose from the bottom of her feet, and she forgot to answer Rachel for a moment.

Rachel patiently repeated the question. “What if it’s authentic?”

Jane suddenly came back to her senses. She cleared her throat and straightened her back. “If it’s authentic, I’ll kneel and apologize to you.”

“Jane Smith!” Mrs. Smith snapped.

“Mom, it’s fine. Do you really think she can afford 1.91 million dollars?” Jane raised her chin slightly and looked at Rachel triumphantly.

Jane was certain that Rachel’s pocket watch was a fake.

“You’d better keep your word.”

Upon hearing Rachel Grey’s words, Jane’s body tensed, and fear arose in her heart momentarily.

how could she take back her

that was 1.91 million dollars. Jane did not believe

see how Rachel would continue acting all

within the crowds as many seemed to be discussing amongst themselves. “But we’re not

with

soon as the man

There was no need

looked at Rachel with a complicated expression. Then, he took a step forward and said respectfully, “I’ve met the antiquarian, Mr. Griffin, a few times. Why don’t I call him and invite him over?

who had been silent all this while, suddenly said, “Then I’ll have to trouble Mr. Lewis.

Chapter Th

something was happening at the

Griffin sat cross–legged on the couch. He picked up a teacup and glanced at the man sitting opposite him. “I wonder what business Mr. Jones has with me?”

a faint smile that revealed a hint of

Griffin’s eyes darkened. His gaze was like a sharp ice blade that stabbed straight at David. “Mr. Jones, I don’t know the reason for your engagement with the Johnson family, but I’ll be straightforward with you… You can’t touch the Johnson

Griffin’s tone was calm, but there was a certain aggression felt in his

misunderstood me, Mr. Griffin,” David explained calmly. “I’d like to visit you in a few days, but

stared at

moment, Mr. Griffin’s assistant entered the room and handed him the phone. “Mr. Griffin, there is a call from someone