Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 159

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 159

The middle–aged man in the lead was wearing an administrative jacket, and there were a few people following behind him, including Adrian.

Great. Because of a group of reporters who blew things up, those who should be alerted and those who shouldn’t be alerted had all been alerted.

“Hello, excuse me,” one of them said.

Eddie was stunned for a moment and quickly took a step back.

The group of people walked through the door. The middle–aged man in the lead said, “I’ll help her prove it.”

David squinted when he saw the middle–aged man walking in.

Then, his gaze landed on Rachel, and his thin lips curled up imperceptibly.

No wonder she was so calm.

So she still had another trump card.

Morris, who was standing at the side, watched as yet another big shot appeared and inexplicably felt his blood boil.

If not for the fact that Rachel had accidentally gotten involved in this case, he, a mere police chief, would probably never have seen such a gathering of big shots in his life.

Morris recovered from his shock and wiped the sweat from his palms. He walked forward and greeted, “Mr. Clinton, why did such a small matter alert you?”

Mr. Clinton smiled. “This is no small matter.”

Someone asked, “Who is this person?”

“I don’t know him, but judging from his outfit, he’s definitely someone we can’t afford to offend.”

“Doesn’t that mean that this room is filled with big shots that we can’t afford to offend!?!”

“Let’s wait and see.”

As everyone discussed softly, they heard Mr. Clinton speak again. “I have the evidence you want.”

Three years ago, she even helped the police solve a smuggling case.

However, what was most superb was her cultural relic restoration technique. It was simply superb, and no one could compare to it.

Everyone in the institute praised the legendary deeds of this godly

restorer.

People with brains and abilities would definitely have a certain amount of arrogance in their nature. However, this group of people had no right to be arrogant in front of Rachel.

Jamie had imagined countless images of Rachel in her mind. she thought he might be an elderly man with white hair, a person with glasses, or an unfathomable expert.

However, she had never thought that it would be a very young woman.

The reporters at the scene were even more dumbfounded.

The reversal of the situation had completely exceeded their expectations.