Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Rachel’s lips curled into a sneer. “And how dare you come here and

accuse me?”

“How outrageous!” Mrs. Smith exclaimed furiously. All of a sudden, a hint of disdain appeared at the

corner of her mouth. “I’ve seen many women like you before! You used to act meek and obedient in

front of Louis, but you finally show your true colors now that you know there is no hope for you to marry

into a wealthy family!”

“The only thing that can hold me back in this world is myself,” Rachel replied, and a faint smile

appeared on her lips. Despite the smile, her eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of ice. “A mere

Smith family is not worthy of my energy.”

If she had not fallen in love with Louis, she would not have willingly removed her own armor or joined

the obnoxious Smith family.

The Smith family was on the brink of bankruptcy, after all.

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She wondered if she did so for the title of “Mrs. Smith“.

Now that she had willingly given up Louis, everything about the Smith family would have nothing to do

with her, and it would no longer be a shackle that bound her.

“Do not flatter yourself!” Jane covered her swollen cheek and glared fiercely at Rachel. “You pestered

my brother relentlessly before and forced him to marry you within three years. In the end, everything

you did was all for the sake of our family’s wealth!”

Hearing her words, Rachel sneered, “The Smith family’s wealth? I am curious as to what kind of wealth

a family on the brink of bankruptcy still possesses. Is it just a bunch of debts or mortgaged properties?”

“You…” Jane gritted her teeth and glared at Rachel, her eyes filled with hatred. “Stop talking nonsense

and apologize to me on your knees!” Rachel glanced at Jane’s swollen face and casually said,

“Impossible. There won’t be any apology coming from me, but I can help you make your face

symmetrical.”

Jane took a step back and hid behind her mother in fear when Rachel approached her.

Mrs. Smith’s face became gloomy, and she stared at Rachel fiercely. “Rachel Grey, you have gone too

far!”

“Me?” Rachel laughed as if she just heard a funny joke. “Back when the Smith family was on the brink

of bankruptcy, I helped with the planning and networking, attracting investments from everywhere. The

success your family has today is all thanks to me, Mrs. Smith! Haven’t you heard that you must be

grateful to whoever has given you a helping hand? Is this how you people treat someone who helped

you?”

It was a fact that Mrs. Smith had to admit, but also the truth that she desperately wanted to conceal.

After all, for a big family like theirs, it was embarrassing that they had to rely on a country girl with an

ordinary background to turn the situation around. If this were to be made public, the Smith family’s

reputation would be completely ruined.

Mrs. Smith took a deep breath and suppressed the anger swirling in her chest. She took out a bank

card from her bag and said condescendingly, “There are 200 thousand dollars inside. Take it.”

Rachel lifted her gaze to Mrs. Smith but did not reach out to take the card.

Mrs. Smith walked up to her and placed the card on the nearby table.

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Despite wearing high heels, which made Mrs. Smith taller than Rachel, it felt as though Rachel was

more condescending, rising above her head instead.

It made Mrs. Smith feel even more disgusted.

“I have seen you by Louis’s side all these years,” Mrs. Smith said, lifting up her chin and striking a

superior pose. “But emotions are emotions, and gratitude is gratitude. They are two separate things.

Now that you and Louis have broken up, let’s not have any further involvement. Consider this money

my way of making it up to you. From now on, the Smith family owes you nothing.”

“Owes me nothing?” Rachel smiled, but there was no warmth in it. “The Smith family owes me much

more than 200 thousand dollars.”

The mother squinted her eyes slightly and smiled sarcastically, giving her a look. “I knew it. Why don’t

you name your price then?” she asked.

She sneered, “My price? I want the Smith family to go back to the brink

of bankruptcy!”

“Rachel Grey!” Mrs. Smith shouted sternly.

Truth be told, the Smith Group had barely managed to revive itself. Therefore, Mrs. Smith would not

allow her to curse it.

Without another word, Mrs. Smith raised her hand and fiercely slapped Rachel’s face.

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