Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 858

With a leisurely and relaxed pace, David was like a male lion fixated on delicious prey.

Every movement he made exuded an air of confidence and assured victory.

As Rachel had just laid down on the bed, David reached out and pulled her up. “Your hair isn’t dry yet. Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?”

He placed the glass of milk in Rachel’s hand and fetched a hairdryer, plugging it in before calmly blow-drying her hair.

David’s well-defined fingers slid through her silky hair, gently grazing her scalp. Every movement he made seemed unintentional, yet it revealed tenderness and thoughtfulness..

Rachel gazed at David’s figure through the bright and clean window, unable to help but feel a sense of admiration. Indeed, handsome men always appeared pleasing in whatever they did.

Even in the simplest and most ordinary act of blow-drying hair, he elevated it to something extraordinary with his exquisite

and stunning face.

He was a favored man. It was like heaven had bestowed all perfection upon him alone.

Yet, no matter how perfect David was, he had fallen for her.

Thinking about it, Rachel couldn’t help but feel proud.

She lowered her head slightly and covered her lips with a faint smile.

David turned off the hairdryer and rubbed the top of her head with his broad palm. Then, he asked in a low voice, “Are you free this weekend?”

This weekend…

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly, and she did have plans.

But upon hearing David’s words, her interest was piqued. “You have plans?”

David replied, putting

response, Rachel became even

Christopher today, a faint suspicion arose in her heart. Now, David’s words seemed to be confirming her previous conjecture one

could it be that you’re going to show me the true face of the underground king?” Rachel’s eyes held a glint of

contact with David, Lucas compiled a list of rumors about David and sent it to her in an

that David controlled an underground

to her attention during the bidding event, where multiple forces appeared at the same time. They all showed the utmost

take Rachel to experience it, causing her heart to be filled with

extent.

darkened, his Adam’s apple

tinged with passionate huskiness, “Why

all over and

of flames seemed to ignite in the depths of the man’s pitch-black eyes, igniting

Rachel felt a coolness around her waist, and

with the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing a nocturnal symphony of sensual desires.

next day, 12 noon.

Mary to go out for

two sat at a table in a restaurant. Rachel wiped her hands with an alcohol wipe, wearing

only cleaning her hands with the wipe. Otherwise, someone might have mistaken

up her chopsticks, feeling a sense of unease for no apparent reason. “Why

wet wipe onto the table and crossed her arms. She looked like she was interrogating Mary.

was a hint of deep resentment in

eyebrows arched slightly, and her lips involuntarily curled upward. Excitement flickered in her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She extended the forks she held toward Rachel.

glanced at her coldly.

withdrew her hand, feeling guilty. She hung her head low and muttered under her breath, “I just care about you.

Mary reached for her cup and took

her face, tinged with a

remained silent, simply giving her a meaningful

to convey everything

couldn’t help but take a sharp breath, and when she spoke

Rachel nodded.