Betrayal At The Altar

The middle–aged man in the lead was wearing an administrative jacket, and there were a few people following behind him, including Adrian.

Great. Because of a group of reporters who blew things up, those who should be alerted and those who shouldn’t be alerted had all been alerted.

“Hello, excuse me,” one of them said.

Eddie was stunned for a moment and quickly took a step back.

The group of people walked through the door. The middle–aged man in the lead said, “I’ll help her prove it.”

David squinted when he saw the middle–aged man walking in.

Then, his gaze landed on Rachel, and his thin lips curled up imperceptibly.

No wonder she was so calm.

So she still had another trump card.

Morris, who was standing at the side, watched as yet another big shot appeared and inexplicably felt his blood boil.

If not for the fact that Rachel had accidentally gotten involved in this case, he, a mere police chief, would probably never have seen such a gathering of big shots in his life.

Morris recovered from his shock and wiped the sweat from his palms. He walked forward and greeted, “Mr. Clinton, why did such a small matter alert you?”

Mr. Clinton smiled. “This is no small matter.”

Someone asked, “Who is this person?”

“I don’t know him, but judging from his outfit, he’s definitely someone we can’t afford to offend.”

“Doesn’t that mean that this room is filled with big shots that we can’t afford to offend!?!”

“Let’s wait and see.”

As everyone discussed softly, they heard Mr. Clinton speak again. “I have the evidence you want.”

He gestured for Jamie, who was following behind him, to pass the document to the reporter in front of him.

When the reporters saw the red–stamped brown paper bag, they immediately felt like it was a hot potato.

They looked at each other. No one dared to open it rashly for fear that they would touch some core secret that they should not touch.

was not difficult to guess his identity. For a moment,

calm and not act as

had failed to recognize a formidable person and provoked Rachel previously, he could not help but feel his knees go weak.

with a serious expression. “Miss Grey is not a suspect. She’s a first–class Cultural Relic Restorer and

than before. “Although I don’t know who deliberately stirred up trouble, the situation this time is serious. We will cooperate with the

were the people present shocked, but even Jamie, who was

first entered the Cultural Relics Bureau, she heard that there used to be

the other party’s

years ago, she even helped the police solve a

cultural relic restoration technique. It was simply superb, and no

in the institute praised the legendary deeds

restorer.

certain amount of arrogance in their nature. However, this group of people had no right to be arrogant in front

in her mind. she thought he might be an elderly man with white hair, a person with

thought that it would be a very young

reporters at the scene were even

reversal of the situation had

the lead was wearing an administrative jacket, and there were a few people following behind him, including Adrian.

group of reporters who blew things up, those who should be alerted and those who shouldn’t

one

was stunned for a moment and quickly took a step

people walked through the door. The middle–aged man in the lead said, “I’ll help her prove it.”

squinted when he saw the middle–aged man

on Rachel, and

was

still had

the side, watched as yet another big shot appeared

for the fact that Rachel had accidentally gotten involved in this case, he, a mere police chief, would probably never have seen such a gathering

recovered from his shock and wiped the sweat from his palms. He walked forward and greeted, “Mr. Clinton, why did

is no

“Who is this person?”

his outfit,

with big shots that we

wait and

they heard Mr. Clinton speak again. “I