Betrayal At The Altar

The Johnson family’s mansion.

At this moment, Old Mr. Johnson was trimming the flowers and plants. He put down the scissors in his hand and looked at them carefully. He asked casually, “Did Rae–Rae call today?”

The butler was at a loss for words.

Ever since Rachel moved out, Old Mr. Johnson would ask them every day if she had called back.

However, Rachel never called back.

The butler collected his thoughts and said calmly, “Sir, Rachel has just taken over the company. It’s inevitable that she can’t find the time.”

Old Mr. Johnson snorted softly. “Those are all excuses!”

He picked up his walking stick and turned to leave. Coincidentally, he passed by a few servants who were watching the live stream on their phones.

The group of people huddled together and watched with great interest. They did not notice Old Mr. Johnson at all.

It was only when the butler coughed lightly that everyone suddenly came back to their senses and called out respectfully, “Sir.”

at?” Old Mr. Johnson asked casually. “No,

phone dodged guiltily. In the end, her hand trembled and the phone fell to

to Old Mr. Johnson’s feet.

up and saw Rachel

was old and his thoughts could not keep up with the pace of young people, he was very clear about

It made many professional streamers. At the same time, it also provided a

and there were so many reporters

the camera and returned the phone to the servant. He turned around and strode out. “Prepare the car immediately!”

butler practically scurried

the servants gathered together to watch the live stream again. “I told you that the person inside is Missy, but you insisted

clothing since she was young. Why would she do something

that his life is too smooth and she wants to find some

look! What are these people doing?!” An excited voice

stream, a few people in black suits barged into the

room. The leader had white hair and