Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David)
Chapter 857

Chapter 857

Chapter 857

After a moment’s reflection, Jimmy couldn’t help but curse, “If you have the guts, let’s fight!”

“I’m afraid you’ll cry and run to your mommy,” Landon replied with a serious tone.

“Hey…” Jimmy dragged his words, threw down what he was holding, rolled up his sleeves, sharpenedhis knives, and strode towards Landon. “I’ve got a short fuse, and today I’ll make sure to knock you tothe ground. You’ll be searching for your teeth on the floor.”

At that moment, a mocking voice came from behind, “Oh, I smell the scent of beef from afar. Looks likewe’re in for a treat today.”

Hearing this, everyone turned around.

They saw Christopher with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigar between his fingers.He moved leisurely and lazily, exuding an undeniable aura of intimidation.

He wore a striped shirt, his hair meticulously styled with pomade, giving off a touch of refined andrebellious elegance. The corners of his eyes curved with a hint of a smile, and beneath his carefreedemeanor hid a hidden fierceness.

When Rachel caught sight of Christopher, her gaze flickered ever so slightly.

Jimmy raised an eyebrow slightly, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “You’re finally willing to leaveyour pathetic territory.”

“I don’t like the way you put it,” Christopher walked over, then pulled a wicker chair and greeted Rachelbefore plopping down on it. “That place was built through years of my battles. How can you call it apathetic territory?”

“Judging by your words, it seems you have developed strong feelings for that place. Are you reluctantto leave?”

“You are not me. How could you know what brings me joy?”

The group of men continued their conversation intermittently while Rachel quietly enjoyed her skewers.

Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was a call from Mary.

“I’ll take this call,” Rachel said to David before picking up her phone and getting up.

She walked to a shaded area in the garden and slid her finger across the screen to answer the call

As soon as the call was answered, Mary’s voice came through, “Rae-Rae, I’ve already made all thearrangements over there. When are we leaving?”

Rachel extended her slender fingers and casually played with the tender shoots of the green plants.After a moment of contemplation, she replied calmly, “Within a week.”

“Alright, I’ll book the flight tickets now.”

After hanging up the call, Rachel looked at David, who was engaged in casual conversation with theothers in the distance.

David seemed to sense something, and his gazes turned towards Rachel. Then, David decisively gotup and walked towards

her without hesitation.

The remaining three men noticed the situation and wore intriguing smiles on their faces in unison.

“Didn’t the 101 Institute project get abandoned? Why is it being restarted now?” Christopher suddenlyspoke up.

Landon played with a lighter in his hand, and his fingertip brushed against the gears. He watched as ablue flame flickered and burned, casually remarking, “His thoughts have always been the most difficultto guess.”

“Landon, you’re being too modest with your words,” Christopher said, crossing his legs and slouchingin the wicker chair. His eyes flickered with a mysterious expression, and he spoke with profoundmeaning, “Your thoughts have always been the most delicate. Even if you can’t guess it right, you canstill grasp some clues.”

Landon smiled, lips curling slightly. “If that’s the case, then I have disappointed your expectations.”

As the three of them chatted, David had already reached Rachel’s side.

He reached out and hooked his arm around Rachel’s slender waist, pulling her: his embrace. Bendingdown, he gently placed a soft kiss on her lips.

In fact, from the moment they met, he had wanted to kiss her. But with others present and Rachel’s shypersonality, he had forcibly restrained himself.

“Why don’t

you come over?” he murmured, his gaze fixed on Rachel.

Rachel looked at him, her clear apricot eyes filled with an unintentional tenderness. “It’s time to go backto the company.”

David furrowed his brow imperceptibly. “Will you come back and spend the evening with me?”

In that brief sentence, David sounded like a secluded young woman who longed for company, eagerlyanticipating being with her beloved day after day.

With this in mind, Rachel’s eyes curved as she smiled.

Seeing the smile at the corner of her eyes, David’s slightly furrowed brow relaxed a bit. His gazecouldn’t help but become indulgent and doting, and his low, cold voice softened, tinged with a hint ofcoaxing, “What are you thinking? You’re smiling so happily.”

“Nothing,” Rachel replied, tiptoeing to plant a kiss on his jawline. “I’ll go now.”

With that, she turned around and left.

As he watched Rachel’s figure receding and glanced at the sky, a trace of unwitting melancholyappeared on David’s face.

Indeed, it had been a long day.

At night, Rachel walked out of the bathroom with her long wet hair. She casually wiped her hair andapplied skincare in front of the makeup mirror.

Her phone kept vibrating with voice messages. They were from Mary.

She opened a voice message and heard Mary’s voice, “Rae-Rae, I have a question I’d like to ask you.Should I bring it up or

not?”

She played the first voice message, and the rest were automatically played.

As Rachel was busy with her skincare routine, it was inconvenient for her to hold the phone to her ear.Instead, she opted to play the voice message on the speaker.

So, Mary’s voice message continued to play on the speaker.

However, just as Mary mentioned the ‘question’ she wanted to ask, David entered the room holding aglass of milk.

In the quiet and spacious bedroom, the sound of a woman’s voice could be faintly heard.

“I just wanted to ask, when you’re with David, is it you who takes the initiative or him? Do you use anyprotection? Does David wear a condom?”

As footsteps approached from behind, Rachel frantically tried to pause the message. However, herfingers were slightly unresponsive due to the moisturizer on her hands, and she ended up tapping thescreen multiple times.

As a result, instead of stopping, the voice message started playing again due to her repeated tapping.

Thus, Mary’s voice, accompanied by faint static, echoed once more in the quiet bedroom.

Rachel’s spine stiffened. She wished she could immediately replace a hole to hide from this awkwardsituation.

David walked over and placed the glass of milk by her side. He then placed a hand on her slendershoulder.

The warm palm pressed against Rachel’s slightly cool skin, causing her whole body to tremble faintly.

David leaned down slowly, looking at her through the mirror, a barely perceptible smile playing at thecorner of his lips. “So, you’ve been privately discussing these things, huh?”

Rachel lowered her gaze, afraid to meet his eyes. She silently continued with her skincare routine as ifshe hadn’t heard his words.

But David clearly had no intention of letting her get away with trying to evade the question. His handmoved from her hair and rested on her jaw, his lips grazing her temple. “Why aren’t you speaking?Hm?”

His voice trailed off slightly, like a fine hook, teasing and tickling at the edge of her heart.

Rachel’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a frightened butterfly ready to spread its wings and fly atany time.

How should she answer this question?

“I’m sleepy. I’m going to sleep first.” With that, Rachel quickly got up

and left.

Observing her retreating figure, David couldn’t help but have a brighter smile on his lips. He picked upthe glass of milk from the vanity table and followed her with measured steps, not hurried nor slow.