Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 112

Her supporter?

It turned out that there was really unreasonable favoritism in this world. There would be people who would tolerate your indifference and accept everything about you.

Rachel Grey felt like her chest had been thumped lightly, and a warm current gradually filled her broken heart. She felt warm and cozy all over.

At this moment, she really wanted to run up to him, hug him tightly, and you, David Jones.”

say,

“Thank

She thought, “Thank you for showing up when I was in such a sorry state and bringing me a trace of warmth..

“Thank you for standing on my side and believing me unconditionally.”

Although Old Mr. Smith did not know David’s identity, he could tell that David was not someone to be underestimated.

Old Mr. Smith narrowed his eyes, shifting his gaze between David and Rachel. Then, he sighed and said flatly, “What are you all waiting for? Apologize now! Otherwise, don’t even think about stepping in my house from now on!”

In other words, Old Mr. Smith wanted to sever ties with them. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

If that were the case, wouldn’t all of Old Mr. Smith’s assets fall into the hands of Old Mr. Smith’s eldest son if he passed away?

Upon hearing this, some of them finally lost their cool and panicked. A man stood up and apologized, “Miss Grey, I’m sorry. We were wrong earlier. Please accept my sincere apology.”

Rachel sat on the chair and did not react at all. She was fiddling with a cup in her hand as if deliberately waiting for someone else to do the same.

The group of people looked at one another and stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do.

It wasn’t until the Smith family’s second uncle broke the silence. He nudged his wife. forward, saying, “What are you waiting for? Hurry and apologize!”

“What was that for?” the Smith family’s second aunt glared at him angrily. “Apologize yourself if you want to!”

Old Mr. Smith was getting older day by day. No one could guarantee that an accident would not happen. They would regret it for life if they missed out on dividing Old Mr. Smith’s assets because of this incident.

At the thought of this, Second Uncle Smith, who had always been afraid of his wife, became even more determined. “If you don’t apologize today, we’ll get a divorce!”

Second Aunt Smith stared at him in disbelief. Her eyes were slightly red. “Frederick Smith, how dare you… How dare you ask me for a divorce!”

“I’d rather not want a sharp–tongued woman like you!” Second Uncle Smith looked at her

at a sharp–tongued

You” Second Uncle Smith looked at her

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with a dark expression. I’ll give you two choices. Either apologize to Miss Grey now, or we’ll divorce and you can leave with nothing!”

Second Aunt Smith subconsciously cried and sought protection from members of the Smith family. However, she realized that everyone had an indifferent attitude. They even looked at her with some resentment and hatred. She felt threatened. It was like someone had held a knife to her neck.

At this moment, she seemed to feel the terror of being the target of public criticism.

She subconsciously straightened her back and clenched her fists tightly. Her lips trembled uncontrollably as she said softly, “I’m sorry…

Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Rachel did not seem to hear her at all. She just sipped her tea quietly.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Rachel was dissatisfied with the apology.

Hence, the others started to give Second Aunt Smith suggestions on how she should apologize. “Your voice was too soft just now.”

“And you’re not sincere enough.”

“And also… When you apologize, you have to seem more willing. You’re apologizing to seek forgiveness, so don’t put on airs.”

Rachel looked at the ridiculous scene in front of her silently. A trace of imperceptible mockery flashed across her eyes.

See, this was human nature.

Once their own interests were involved, there were no such things as familial ties, let alone the Smith family, whose members looked kind and united on the surface but stepped on each other in private.

If Second Aunt Smith’s death could suffice as an apology, they would have ripped her into . pieces.