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Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 513
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Chapter 513

“You’ve always said that this marriage is not suitable for me. You’ve repeatedly asked me to break off the

engagement, but you owe me an explanation on this.” Rachel had always felt that Arthur was particularly against

her and David’s marriage.

Since he was so against it, why didn’t he stop her mother from getting engaged back then?

Arthur became very enraged and bitter after seeing Rachel’s obstinacy.

If it was Lucas, Arthur would have beaten him to death if he was like this! He rubbed the watch in his hand in

frustration. After pondering for a long time, he spoke again. “Let’s put other matters aside first. Once your

relationship with David is exposed, those who are enemies with David will start to target you! It’s easy to fend off an

open attack, but you can never avoid an unexpected attack. Can you guarantee that you are able to come out

unscathed?

“Perhaps David can protect you for a while, but there will be times when he is careless. If that happens, it will be too

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late for regrets!”

As one basked in the glory of unrivaled honor and the adoration of the masses, the inevitable tide of opposition

would soon follow suit.

The existence of Rachel was precisely the bargaining chip these people would use to threaten David.

Once David’s enemies found out about Rachel’s existence, they would definitely do everything they could to get

their hands on Rachel.

However, Rachel had already thought of what Arthur said.

She had also convinced herself to let go, to attempt to settle for the mundane existence of a regular person, and to

find contentment in that.

Yet it was her own selfishness that led her to take the risk.

She’d given him her everything in the hopes that he’d settle down and spend the rest of his life with her.

Rachel rubbed the edge of the cup with her fingertips and said, “But I might not be his weakness.”

David might not be able to keep harm at bay for her at all times, but she would never allow herself to be

dominated.

She did not need David or the Johnson family as her support. She was the most trustworthy of all.

As Arthur saw Rachel’s intransigence, he felt nothing but frustration.

He sighed deeply. “Forget it, forget it! I can’t change your decision. I really hope that you can keep your cool and

not do anything irrational when you have to deal with this situation.”

“Got it, grandpa,” Rachel replied.

After leaving Arthur’s room, Rachel returned to her room.

She entered the room and saw Lucas sitting on the sofa.

“Come here and sign this,” Lucas handed a document to Rachel.

Rachel took it and asked casually, “What is it?”

Lucas lit a cigarette and answered, “The shares of my company.”

His tone was too slack and careless to suggest he was talking about anything of significance. Rather, it seemed like

he was inquiring as to whether or not she had

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eaten.

“Why did you give me this for no reason?” Rachel stared at him with a raised brow. The transfer letter was tossed

on the table before she turned and headed to her room. “Are you feeling uneasy because you’ve accepted David’s

privileges behind my back?”

“What do you mean by feeling uneasy? It’s as if I’ve done something wrong to you,” Lucas muttered.

He admitted that he was indeed tempted by David this time.

However, what else could he do? After all, the other party had offered the entire research and development team.

If David had been slightly stingy, Lucas wouldn’t have pulled such a move for the sake of the money and lost the

Johnson family’s face.

Rachel walked to him with the first aid kit in her hand, demanding, “Take off your shirt.”

“It’s just a small injury…”

“Take it off,” Rachel interrupted him coldly.

Lucas was most afraid of Rachel’s cold expression. Putting down the wine glass, he dutifully removed his shirt as

instructed.

His back was covered with what looked like vicious scars, and his flesh and skin seemed like being ripped apart.

This time, Arthur was especially brutal.