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.

attitude, it was not difficult to guess his identity. For a moment, he clenched his

this moment, he had to remain calm and not act as if he had never seen

about how he had failed to recognize a formidable person and provoked

reporters in front of him with a serious expression. “Miss Grey

than before. “Although I don’t know who deliberately stirred

the Cultural Relics Bureau said this, not only were the people present shocked, but even Jamie, who was following behind him, was stunned.

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

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

ago, she even helped the police solve

It was simply superb, and no one could compare to

the legendary deeds of

restorer.

of arrogance in their nature. However, this

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

it would be

at the scene

reversal of the situation had completely exceeded their expectations.

administrative jacket, and there were

those who should be alerted and those who shouldn’t

me,” one of them said.

was stunned for a moment and quickly took a

The middle–aged man in the

he saw the middle–aged man walking

his gaze landed on Rachel, and his thin lips curled up

wonder she was so

still had another trump

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

a mere police chief, would probably never have

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

smiled. “This is

is this

him, but judging from his outfit,

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

wait and

heard Mr. Clinton speak again. “I have the