Betrayal At The Altar
Chapter 455
Chapter 455
In the car, Lucas looked at Rachel. “Where are we going?”
“Drive me to Times Square. Mary is waiting for me there.” Rachel fastened her seatbelt and took out her cell phone to check the messages.
Lucas started the car and drove toward Times Square.
On the way, he talked about Olivia. “You’re letting her off just like that?”
Lucas dared not to say that he knew all the dirty things that Olivia had done, but he knew most of them.
Besides the fact that she had used many unseemly methods to develop abroad over these years, after returning to Crucsia, she first kidnapped Rachel with Jane and then caused a car accident to save Louis. All these things were enough to prove that Olivia’s thoughts on the Smith family were not innocent.
However, those idiots from the Smith family, especially Louis, were sincere to Olivia.
Of course, Rachel knew the above things, too.
“Who said I’m going to let her go unpunished?” Rachel raised her eyebrows. Her red lips curled up slightly to form a cold smile.
heard this, a glint flashed across his eyes. He patiently waited
her cell phone
it, Lucas was so angry that he cursed, “F****k! Is this Olivia Cruise crazy?
Cruise as the new
the Smith family and the Cruise family?” Lucas sneered without hiding anything. “Without your help, the Smith family has already slowly walked into a quagmire
Rachel’s face deepened, but her eyes were cold.
that Louis would not regret every decision he
would give Olivia a
Square, Rachel went to the cafe where
waiting.
immediately took out the draft design she had
was the draft design that Mary had received
About Betrayal At The Altar - Chapter 455
Betrayal At The Altar is the best current series of the author Dolores Delia. With the below Chapter 455 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 455 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com