Betrayal At The Altar

Meanwhile, at Sandalwood Hills.

In the half–underground wine cellar, the wine cabinets made of glass on all four walls were filled with a dazzling array of famous wines.

In front of the black–and–gold marble bar counter, David Jones and Landon Walker sat side by side. Jimmy Shain was walking around like a tourist.

It was not that Jimmy Shain had not seen something like that. It was just that David Jones treasured this wine cellar so much that he barely let anyone in.

“You were never a nosy one.” Landon Walker played with the whisky tumbler in his hand and gave a sneering smile.

The live stream had caused such a sensation that it was hard for them not to know about it.

Upon hearing his words, Jimmy Shain quietly walked to the bar counter.

The two of them looked at each other, and an imperceptible tease flashed across their eyes.

“I thought you loathed the camera? Why are you so keen today?” Jimmy Shain picked up a cube of ice and plonked it into his tumbler. As he shook it gently, the ice clinked. “You rarely interfere in Vince’s matters and whatever happens in the country. Are you not afraid of breaking the peace this time?”

His black shirt was

amber liquid in the glass made his knuckles

around the bar counter shone on David Jones like a coating of golden light, softening

glass. He slowly glanced at Jimmy Shain. “There is going to be a shipment at the docks tonight.

Shain was

in embarrassment

explanations would make

curled up into a gloating smile. He coughed lightly and straightened his expression. “Is that woman from the Johnson

not think of any other reason.

an affair happening. He stared intently at David Jones. “Do not tell me you have desires for that young lady of the Johnson family, who

David Jone’s sole purpose of

Jones did not mention anything about the annulment of the

you, I must say, but other than that, I do not think she is worthy of

Jones family and earn anyone’s recognition. You have to remember one thing. Whoever stands by