Chapter 669
Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia
Chapter 669 Rachel turned around and sized up the tall and slender woman in front of her again.
âMiss Grey, my name is Chris Jones, and I will be your personal bodyguard starting today,â Chris said expressionlessly.
âI donât need a bodyguard,â Rachel replied.
Her words were not meant for Chris, but rather to convey her thoughts to David.
David handed the fruit salad to Rachel. âChris is a person of few words. She will not disturb you. She will only appear by your side when necessary. You wonât feel uncomfortable with her presence at other times.â
âYou know thatâs not what I meant,â Rachel said as she reached out and took the salad bowl.
She didnât mind Chrisâ presence affecting her. It was just that she was used to being on her own for all these years, and having someone around meant she would have to divert some of her attention.
She picked up a piece of strawberry and put it in her mouth, only to be caught off guard by its unexpected. sourness, causing her eyebrows to furrow.
Seeing this, David hurriedly pulled out a tissue, gesturing for her to spit the strawberry out.
Standing nearby, Chris witnessed the scene. She looked as if she had been struck by lightning and stared at David in disbelief.
She wondered, âWhat on earth happened to Mr. Jones during his time away from Aureliana?
âHe is the head of the Jones family, the master of the secret chamber, and a person even the Elders would fear!
âWhy would he be doing such menial tasks for a woman?â
âWhy donât you let her be your driver?â David suggested again.
Rachel looked at David, hesitated, and finally reluctantly agreed. âFine.â
David had already gone this far. She would seem like an ingrate if she continued to refuse at this point.
However, the role of a driver did not sit well with Chris.
After all, she was the top candidate selected through multiple layers of screening and annual evaluations. Yet now, she was reduced to being a driver for Miss Grey, who never had to work in her life?
Wouldnât the other trainees she had worked with laugh their heads off if they found out?
Moreover, the five members of their team-Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth-had always had clear roles, and all their tasks were done with the purpose of serving David.
Yet now, she had been summoned overnight just to be a driver for this woman!
âDonât force yourself to stoop to that level if you donât want to do it,â Rachel said.
She didnât miss the fleeting emotions in Chrisâ eyes.
Chris was momentarily stunned. She was just about to say she could find someone else to take the job â when she noticed Davidâs knife-like gaze aimed directly at her.
Her throat tightened, and she swallowed her words, saying respectfully, âItâs my honor to serve you, Miss Grey.â
Rachel didnât respond, only giving Chris a faintly amused look.
Before long, David waved his hand, and Chris got the hint and walked away.
After she stepped out of the foyer, Chris leaned against the wall, crossed her arms, and looked gloomily at Billy, who was approaching from a distance.
âYou just got back. Whatâs with the bitter and resentful look on your face?â Billy asked.
Chris frowned. âThe boss abandoned me in the south for years, but now Iâm summoned overnight just to be a driver for that wontan in there! Has he been bewitched by that enchantress?â
âI think youâve been abroad for too long and have forgotten even the most basic rules!â Billy scolded sternly.
Hearing his reprimand, Chris pursed her lips, feeling somewhat indignant. âI just donât understand what charm Miss Grey has that would make our boss personally attend to her.
âIf the boss was only the president of Stellar Corporation, I wouldnât say anything even if he had a woman in each arm. But you and I both know how cruel reality and the situation can be! Right now, many people in the state are eyeing the bossâs position, and people from the main and collateral branches of the family canât wait to find something on him to pull him down!
âTell me. Do you think Miss Grey, a pampered young lady who has never dirtied her hands, ever experienced a life-and-death situation? Iâm afraid she would faint at the sight of blood, let alone kill someone. How can such a person stay by the bossâs side?â
In short, Chrisâs impression of Rachel was just that she was a pretty but useless ornament.
An intriguing smile flashed in Billyâs eyes when he heard what Chris said. âAlthough you and Yann donât get along, your thoughts always seem to coincide.â
Chris had an undisguisable look of disgust when she heard this. Her words were filled with intense arrogance. âHeâs thoughts arenât worthy of coinciding with mine!â
âIn my experience, Miss Grey is not just a pretty but useless one,â Billy analyzed calmly. âYou must have heard about the attack we encountered on our way back today. Miss Grey was not only able to calmly analyze the situation, but she also knew far more about car modifications than both Yann and me.â
He sighed softly, patted her shoulder, and said earnestly, âIf she were just a weak and useless person, how could she have caught our bossâs eye?â
Chris could not help but frown when she heard how Billy was defending Rachel. She asked, âWhat benefit did you receive from her? Why are you speaking up for her?â
Billy smiled and said, âHave a guess?â
Chris could not help but roll her eyes as she watched Billy brush past her in retreat.
A dark glint passed through Davidâs eyes when he saw Billy.
As he got up, he said to Rachel, who was sitting on the sofa, âIâm going out for a bit. Feel free to look around.â
âAlright,â Rachel answered with a nod.
After he left, Rachelâs fingers rapidly tapped on the keyboard, entering a URL..
However, just before logging in, she couldnât help but hesitate.
Her brow furrowed, her serious and conflicted expression was like making a choice between life and death.
Finally, her remaining rationality was defeated by her inner bias.
She logged into her account and opened a chat window in her contact list.
[Can you help me?]
The person on the other end was so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyes open. He could not help but feel dazed when he saw the sudden pop-up chat window.
At this time, the chat window shook and another message popped up. [Reply when you see this.]â
âD*mn!â The man sat up abruptly, knocking over the cup of water on the table and sweeping all kinds of comic books on the table to the floor.
The man could not believe it. He stared at the shaking chat window in front of the computer and rubbed his eyes hard.
He might have rubbed them a little too hard. His eyes became slightly red, and tears gradually welled up in his eyes.
Suppressing his excitement, he quickly typed with trembling fingers. [After four years, you finally decided to contact me!]
[Help me look up three Mercedes-Benz G636X6 cars.]
[Four years without contact, and youâre ordering me around as soon as you come back?]
Rachel saw the message from the other side. Her eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of her mouth. curled into an almost imperceptible smile. [You have a problem?]
[You should be called Heartless!]
Rachel smiled, closed her phone, got up, and aimlessly wandered around the house.