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.

back her words? What’s done

did not believe that Rachel could

to see how Rachel would continue acting all arrogantly after the result of the appraisal was

commotion within the crowds as many seemed to be discussing amongst themselves. “But we’re

with such things

as the

the end of the day, they were just spectators. There was no need

times. Why don’t I call him and invite him over? He has a certain level of

said, “Then I’ll have to trouble Mr. Lewis. Please invite

Chapter Th

was happening at the Glamour Pavilion.

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

and the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile that revealed a hint of mystery. “I heard Mr. Griffin has some connections with the Johnson family in Seaxas.”

words, Mr. 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

tone was calm, but there was a certain aggression

“I’d like to visit you in a few days, but I don’t know

and stared at

the room and handed him the phone. “Mr. Griffin, there is a call from