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 away the hairdryer.

his response, Rachel became even more curious.

Rachel saw the appearance of Christopher today, a faint suspicion arose in her heart. Now, David’s words seemed to be confirming her

the true face of the underground king?” Rachel’s eyes held a

a list of rumors about David and sent

that David controlled an underground power

already come to her attention during the bidding event, where multiple forces appeared at the same time. They all showed the utmost respect and deference to David. She had already deduced a thing or

causing her heart to

extent.

shimmering smile in Rachel’s eyes, David’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed,

dimmed, his lips brushed against her temple. He whispered in a deep voice tinged

over and instinctively looked at

depths of the man’s pitch-black eyes, igniting the fervor and

waist, and her dress was swiftly pushed up to her chest.

the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing a nocturnal symphony of

day,

invited Mary to go

wiped her hands with an alcohol wipe, wearing a half-smile that sent

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

her chopsticks, feeling a sense of unease for no apparent reason. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

flick, Rachel tossed the wet wipe onto the table and crossed her arms. She looked like she was interrogating Mary. “Next time, if you come across any inappropriate or unnecessary questions, just keep them to yourself,

of deep resentment in her words.

involuntarily curled upward. Excitement flickered in her eyes, fueled by

glanced at her

guilty. She hung her head low and muttered under her breath, “I just care about you. It’s all for your sake. What if something

reached for her cup and took a sip.

on her face, tinged with a hint

silent, simply giving her

seemed to convey everything she wanted to say at the same

couldn’t help but take a sharp breath, and when she spoke again, her voice noticeably trembled. “He actually heard us?”

Rachel nodded.