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Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 505
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Chapter 505

A hint of impatience appeared between Rachel’s eyebrows, and her voice subconsciously turned cold. “Those don’t

seem to have anything to do with you.”

In the end, Thomas was only Grandpa Shain’s grandson. Because the two families had a good relationship, the

juniors often played together when they were little. However, there was no friendship between them other than

that, and she had never overdid it.

In particular, they gradually stopped contacting each other when they grew up. It was not an exaggeration to say

that they were strangers.

Therefore, Thomas’s questions had crossed the line with Rachel at this moment. If she had known that Thomas

would be such an unreasonable person when he grew up, she might as well not have known him back then.

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Thomas, sensing Rachel’s mood, secretly chafed at being too hasty. “Rae-Rae, I’m sorry. I was rude just now.”

“I still have something to do and have to go,” said Rachel.

Coincidentally, the elevator door behind her opened, and Eddie walked out. His gaze swept past Thomas as he

called out respectfully, “Miss Grey.”

When Rachel saw Eddie, the coldness between her eyebrows faded a little. She nodded slightly, then walked past

Eddie and straight into the elevator.

Watching Rachel and Eddie walking into the elevator one after another, Thomas’ deep eyes gradually darkened

with disappointment.

At the billiard room on the first floor, a few young socialites noticed the scene and could not help but mock, “No

wonder the Johnson family never brought Rachel out before. They hid her like a treasure. Look, when she

appeared, not only did she attract the attention of Mr. Jones, but even Mr. Shain seemed to be attracted to her.”

“The Johnson family wouldn’t have plucked her from the backcountry if she wasn’t capable, would they?”

“As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter. Who do you think Rachel is?” “From what you’re saying, could it be

that her mother did something else?”

The man being questioned enjoyed being the center of attention, and his vanity was greatly satisfied. He got a little

carried away for a moment, and all he could do was reveal the family’s gossip. “I heard her mother fell in love with

a certain man back then. It’s said that she even got pregnant and shamelessly pestered him. The other party was

forced into a corner and had no choice but to marry her. As a result, she was eight months pregnant when she

suddenly had a miscarriage, and the baby was born prematurely. But I’m puzzled. Why did she suddenly have a

miscarriage for no reason? There’s something fishy going on there. The man could be a backup man, a big loser!”

The surroundings burst into laughter as soon as he finished his words.

At this moment, the door behind him was kicked open.

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Before the leader of the ridicule in the group could react, he was kicked in the back.

The corners of Lucas’s mouth curled up into a smile. He stepped on the person on the sofa and looked down at him.

He took a cigarette from his pocket, put it in the corner of his mouth, and lit it. He said casually, “Shane, you have a

lot of nerve talking about the Johnson family behind their back.”

His thin lips exhaled white smoke, and a trace of coldness and hostility flashed in his eyes.

When the man saw Lucas, his heart skipped a beat. “Mr… Mr. Johnson…”

Everyone knew that Rachel was the daughter of the Johnson family. Although with a different last name, every man

in the Johnson family treated her like a

treasure.

Not only did Shane mock Rachel, but he also openly discussed Sophia, which was enough to provoke Lucas.

“Talk to me. What else do you know?” Lucas reached for Shane’s collar and flicked the cigarette ash with his

fingertips.

The scorching temperature made Shane gasp, but he didn’t dare to speak a word.

“I… I was drunk and said a few words. Mr. Johnson, don’t take it to heart.” Shane smiled apologetically. His tone was

humble, and he no longer had the former arrogant attitude.