Betrayal At The Altar

Without her companion, Rachel lost interest in admiring the beautiful scenery and simply returned the way she came.

In the distance, the young socialites led by Hannah saw Rachel’s return, their eyes filled with probing as they sized her up.

Even though they had seen Rachel return, the young socialites did not approach her. It was obvious that they were deliberately isolating Rachel.

These were all childish tricks. Rachel naturally wouldn’t take them to heart.

With no one to disturb her, she was glad for the peace and quiet.

Rachel sat in a quiet corner, searching for information on her phone.

“What’s the most suitable gift for a boyfriend’s birthday?” Mary read out Rachel’s search term with a flat voice.

Instinctively, Rachel turned off her phone screen and glared at her friend angrily. “Don’t you make any sound when you walk?”

Mary noticed Rachel’s slightly swollen lips and a meaningful smile flickered across Mary’s face. “You’re the one who’s distracted.”

his eyes and gently rubbed her fingers across her lips. “Since you’re here, help me think of something. David’s birthday is

fingers, stirring the ice in the crystal glass as she sighed softly.

something he definitely doesn’t have.” Rachel’s eyes immediately lit

“I heard that Mr. Jones has been alone all these years and is known for not getting close to women. All these years,

Rachel fell silent.

A woman’s love?

to help her think of

happy, Mary moved closer to her. “Rae-Rae, tell

Rachel looked at

wiggled her eyebrows, hinting,

Mary was referring

onto the table. “So you

Rachel didn’t answer her.

crystal glass roughly. After hesitating for a while, she stammered, “He… I can’t possibly take the initiative for such

really has some unspeakable hidden illness like

wrist feeling slightly sore. She rolled