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.

to guess his identity. For a moment,

calm and not act as if he had never

failed to recognize a formidable person and provoked Rachel previously, he could not help but feel his

expression. “Miss Grey is not a suspect.

even harsher than before. “Although I don’t know who deliberately stirred up trouble, the situation this time is

this, not only were the people present shocked, but even Jamie,

entered the Cultural Relics Bureau, she heard that there used to be a particularly powerful cultural relic appraiser here.

she able to observe thoroughly, but she could also deduce the other party’s forgery technique and process based on the traces of

she even helped the police solve a smuggling case.

what was most superb was her cultural relic restoration technique. It

the legendary deeds of

restorer.

with brains and abilities would definitely have a certain amount of arrogance in their nature. However, this group of people had no right to be arrogant

imagined countless images of Rachel in her mind. she thought he might be an elderly man with white hair, a person with

thought that it

reporters at the scene were even

had completely exceeded

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

blew things up, those who should be alerted and those who shouldn’t be alerted had all

me,” one of them

for a moment and quickly took a step

walked through the door. The middle–aged man in the lead

saw the middle–aged man walking in.

gaze landed on Rachel, and his

wonder she was so calm.

still had

the side, watched as yet another big shot appeared and inexplicably felt his blood boil.

not for the fact that Rachel had accidentally gotten involved in this case, he, a mere police chief, would probably never have seen such

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?”

is no small matter.”

is

judging from his outfit, he’s definitely someone we can’t

with big shots

and

Clinton speak again. “I have