Betrayal At The Altar

Olivia, who was watching the live stream through her phone, had a gloomy expression as she stared straight at the phone screen.

She never expected that the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau would personally help Rachel clarify.

She did not expect Rachel to be a first–class Cultural Relic Restorer and special advisor of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

How could this be?

Wasn’t Rachel from the countryside?

How did she suddenly become a prominent figure who was valued highly by the Cultural Relics Bureau?

What surprised her even more was that during the live stream, Adrian personally went down to hold the media reporters accountable.

“We have been entrusted by Miss Rachel Grey and we are here to make a statement about our client being framed and having rumors being spread about her for no reason.” Adrian raised his hand and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He glanced at the reporters in front of him expressionlessly. “We will file a lawsuit against the persons who have framed my client and spread rumors about her. We will also hold accountable all the users who violated my client’s reputation in this live stream. We will pursue this matter to the end and will not tolerate it!”

The man had a refined temperament and was upright. Even when he spoke, he had a gentle attitude, making it impossible to detect any aggression.

However, every word of his was like a sharp sword cutting their throats.

In an instant, all the media reporters present turned ashen.

They were most familiar with Adrian’s face.

was not a Saint. He had never lost a case in

provoked him would end up with their reputation ruined. It was normal for

would undoubtedly be the most effective way to

crazy reporters shut

considered to have turned the tables

stream ended, many people discussed

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the keywords related to the name

Rachel Grey, was definitely not someone they could

in the car, stared at the scene of the live stream ending. There

eyes.

things would slip out of hand every time she was so close to success?

did not go according to

spiraled in her chest as she pounded the steering wheel like a

her phone