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.

end, her hand trembled and the phone

slid to Old Mr. Johnson’s feet.

down to pick it up and saw Rachel

pace of young people, he

convenience for everyone. It made many professional streamers. At the same time,

the police station and there were so many reporters around. Clearly, the

returned the phone to the servant. He turned around and strode out. “Prepare the

scurried after

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

food and clothing since she was young. Why would she do something as illegal as to be when she’s guarding such a huge

is too smooth and she wants

hey, look! What are these people doing?!” An excited

stream, a few people in black suits barged into the

The leader had white hair and was