Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 481

“It’s fine, Miss Jones.” Old Mr. Johnson said neutrally before continuing, “We’ve just started as well. You are welcome to join us.”

Marina raised her hand and gestured for the waiter to bring her a new set of cutlery.

She casually picked up a napkin and slowly spread it out in front of her before saying, “I heard that you were hospitalized not too long ago but now it seems that you’ve recovered pretty well.”

When Old Mr. Johnson heard this, a dark glint flashed across his turbid eyes.

In order to avoid unnecessary suspicion and prevent the other employees of the company from causing trouble, Old Mr. Johnson made sure that the news that he had been hospitalized had not been spread.

Nobody else knew about it besides his own family members and Old Mr. Shain.

However, Marina seemed to know about it clearly. Not only that, she undoubtedly announced it in front of everyone so that she could flaunt how powerful she was.

“The Johnson family has dominated Seaxas for so many years and of course, your contributions are indispensable. However, now that you’re getting old, it’s inevitable that you’re not as powerful as you’d like to be. So why don’t you just step down early? I bet everyone else will praise you for having great foresight.”

nonchalant but her words were as sharp and cold as icicles. The atmosphere of the whole dining hall turned cold

younger ones’ eyes were mixed with gloating smiles as they secretly sized up Old

Johnson family had dominated Seaxas for many years. They were like

to them, many

even hoped that one day, the Johnson family would fall from their position and

out the unrealistic thoughts that many others

arm on the table. Her slender fingers caressed the silver knife as her red lips curled into a perfect smile. There was

a title. Although the Johnson family holds that

family or the

indirect, then what she just said straightforwardly told everyone that it was time for

her hand and gently moved it up and

shone coldly under

far inferior to the coldness in

Jones as an ‘old

not far away, was

afraid that Rachel would turn her wrist in the next instant and stab Marina’ fiercely with the knife in her