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.

but seeing Morris’s attitude, it was not difficult to guess his identity. For a moment, he clenched his fists by his side and took a deep breath.

act as

how he had failed to recognize a formidable person and provoked Rachel previously, he could

the group of reporters in front of him with a serious expression. “Miss Grey is not a suspect. She’s a first–class Cultural Relic Restorer and our special advisor.”

and his tone was even harsher than before. “Although I don’t know who deliberately stirred up trouble, the situation this time is serious. We will cooperate with the relevant departments to investigate

in charge of the Cultural Relics Bureau said this, not only were the people present shocked, but even Jamie, who was

she heard that there used to be a particularly powerful cultural relic appraiser here.

only was she able to observe thoroughly, but she could also deduce the other party’s forgery technique and

the police solve a smuggling

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

institute praised the legendary deeds of this godly

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

in her mind. she thought he might be

it would be a very young

reporters at the scene

of the situation had completely exceeded their expectations.

and there were a few

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

me,” one of

moment and

walked through the door. The middle–aged man in the lead said, “I’ll

saw the middle–aged man

and his thin lips curled up

wonder she was

she still had another trump

yet another big shot appeared and inexplicably felt his blood boil.

the fact that Rachel had accidentally gotten involved in this case, he, a mere police chief, would probably

wiped the sweat from his palms. He walked forward and

Clinton smiled. “This is no small

asked, “Who is this person?”

his outfit, he’s definitely someone we can’t afford

room is filled with

and

speak again. “I have the evidence you want.”