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Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia
Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 821 David looked at Rachel with a faint smile in his deep eyes.
Rachelâs performance in Titia was a bit unexpected.
He had imagined that Rachel would be able to get away with it successfully. If not, he would naturally not stand by and do nothing.
However, he did not expect Rachel to be able to get away successfully in just two hours. She pressured the peacekeepers at the border to respond as a high-ranking officer.
She was like a treasure that would always give people a different surprise when they least expected it.
Soon, the dishes were served, and everyone sat around the table to eat.
Lone Wolf, Vulture, and Aileen wittily sat opposite Rachel and David, so they naturally saw their movements.
They knew that Twelve had always been picky about what she ate.
Therefore, when they were together in the past, every time they mentioned food, they would be in a difficult position for a while.
They remembered that Rachel ate some wild vegetable once and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for a day and night. With this painful experience, the people of the Red Flame Action Team were forced to become five-star chefs.
Everyone worked orderly shifts as cooks. For this reason, they were mocked by their opponents for a long time, saying that they were better at holding a spatula than carrying a gun.
Even so, no one had ever treated Rachel the way David did.
David silently picked out the side dishes she didnât like. He peeled the prawns, carefully picked out the fish bones, and then put them in her bowl.
In his eye, Rachel seemed to be a child who was incapable of looking after herself. But even so, he was willing to give silently.
Looking at the scene before her. Aileen suddenly felt that the prawns she had peeled no longer tasted.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Vulture. Even her thoughts of stuffing herself with food were dispelled.
They both were men and how could they be so different?
Why couldnât this blockhead sense her feelings at all?
After the meal, David helped Rachel get a cup of coffee. âYou guys go on. I have something to do at the company, so Iâll pick you up after work.â
Upon hearing that, Rachelâs heart moved slightly. An indescribable warmth and gratitude silently spread from the bottom of her heart.
She knew he said he need go back to his company as an excuse to give them enough space to be together.
She smiled. âThen Iâll see you And do something else.
off.â
When the two of them left side by side, Aileenâs eyes were filled with envy.
Tsk, this was what it meant to be a perfect match!
It was hard not to be envious!
When Vulture heard Aileen sigh again, he said grumpily, âIâm warning you, I will be the first to kill you if you dare to steal Twelveâs man!â
âBullshit!â Aileen roared furiously. She grabbed a bolster beside her and threw it at Vulture. âWhich eye of yours saw me trying to steal Twelveâs man? After years of not seeing each other, itâs fine if your brain doesnât improve, but your eyes are blind!*
Then Aileen felt a lump in her throat, and her eyes turned red and moist.
Noticing that the corners of her eyes were red, Vulture couldnât help but ask, âWhy are you so out of control and sensitive? You didnât get scammed by a scumbag, did you?
âOf course!â said Aileen, looking at him with a fake smile.
Then she walked out of the private room and went to the restroom.
Vulture sat on the chair in confusion and glanced at Lone Wolf, who was playing on his phone. âHey, why do I feel like she was scolding me just now?â
Lone Wolf raised his eyes and gave him a faint look. âWhat do you think?â he asked meaningfully.
The night was dark. Under the colorful neon lights, it looked a bit extravagant and gorgeous.
Rachel and the others sat in an open-air bar on the top floor.
They all looked up at the sky but had different thoughts.
Rachel watched as Aileen drank one bottle after another. She couldnât help but frown. âDo you want to get drunk tonight, or do you want to drink to die?â
Something would happen to Aileen sooner or later if she drank like that.
Aileen didnât take Aileenâs words to heart. âDonât worry, I can hold my liquor well,â said she.
Then Aileen raised her beer bottle to the sky and shouted, âTo our past years and our reunion after so many years! Cheers!â
Her toasts were really irresistible.
Everyone could only raise their heads and drink their beers.
Under the effects of alcohol, the barrier between them that they had not seen for many years gradually dissipated, and they slowly opened their hearts to each other.
Having her eyes closed, Aileen placed her hands behind her back to enjoy the comfortable night breeze.
*Rae-Rae, have you decided to be with David?â
Upon hearing that, Rachel looked at Aileen sideways. She rubbed the ring on her finger with her fingertips, and the corners of her mouth subconsciously curled up slightly. âI said yes to his proposal. What do you think?â
âI just feel things are going too fast between you two. Aileen used the strength of alcohol to pour out her worries and concerns.
âA man like David is domineering and possessive. Sooner or later, you will suffer when you are with him.â
Rachel did not think so. âHe wonât, said she.
âOf course, he wouldnât care about your suitor around you in the past,â Aileen analyzed calmly. âThink about it, who is David? He is the youngest family head in the history of the Jones family in Aureliana. His background has also made him arrogant.
Naturally, he wouldnât treat someone as his opponent casually.
âBut if a suitor similar to his background appears by your side one day, will David maintain his current status?â
Without waiting for Rachel to answer. Aileen said, âI donât believe it anyway.â
Now David didnât take anyone seriously, just because he had enough confidence in himself, but also because he never took them seriously.
If a strong opponent appeared one day, it was hard to guarantee that the possessiveness in his bones would not be aroused.
The four of them toasted each other without any ill feelings. Unknowingly, it was already late at night.
When David came to the bar to pick up Rachel, he saw her sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the crescent moon under the night sky. She was like a proud white cat enjoying a moment of loneliness and peace.
Hearing footsteps behind her, Rachel turned around and had a look. Seeing David, she said with a smile. âYouâre here.â âAre you drunk?â David frowned slightly. He walked forward, took off his suit jacket, and draped it over her shoulders.
âNo,â said Rachel, shaking her head.
She smelled of alcohol all over her body, but she answered every question with clear logic. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether or not she was drunk.
âItâs getting late. Are you coming home with me?â asked David.
âSure.