Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 472

Rachel thought of the person who bumped into her earlier, and a cold glint flashed across her eyes.

“Miss Grey.” Rachel heard a familiar voice call out to her from behind.

Rachel turned around and saw Darcy.

She said in surprise, “Darcy,”

“Are you looking for this?” Darcy walked forward and handed the phone to Rachel.

When Rachel saw the phone, her eyes flickered slightly. She then broke into a smile. “Thank you.”

She took the phone and asked casually, “Where did you find it?”

Darcy said with a deadpan expression, “I saw what happen by coincidence.” Coincidence again.

Darcy noticed the indifference in Rachel’s eyes. He lowered his eyes to hide his self-deprecating expression. “Miss Grey, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

“Okay.” Rachel watched Darcy leave in silence.

She knew that she should not have doubted Darcy.

However, after what had happened recently, it was difficult for her not to suspect that Darcy had other motives.

if she disregarded the pickpocket’s motive, she would have expected the person to have fled the scene immediately. How could Darcy have caught up with him and sn*tched the phone

knew the other party’s intentions

as she had expected, then what had Darcy

in

the gradually thickening night sky, her almond-shaped

dark, the city of Seaxas was transformed into a colorful

straight to

atmosphere of romance, with dim lighting and plush, opulent__ decor that

the music. Occasionally, their bodies would inadvertently

the crowd as he walked steadily toward the

bar counter saw Darcy, he

the

before he could say anything, Darcy pinned him down on the

he heard Darcy speak in a calm voice, “This is Seaxas. I advise you not to

the man gritted his

going to invite me in, or should I go in myself?” Darcy asked coldly as he

end of the phone chuckled and