Betrayal At The Altar

“What’s going on?!” Louis asked with a frown.
Olivia, who was seated across, sobbed in devastation. “I don’t know either. Their newly appointed CEO has something against
me, but we’ve already settled it. We were supposed to sign the contract today, but I have nothing now.”
Louis knew that the role of the Johnson Corporation’s spokesperson meant a lot to Olivia.
He initially planned to use Olivia’s identity as the spokesperson, which had brought them some fame at that point. However, who
would have thought that this sudden move would turn into dust with the newly appointed CEO of the Johnson Corporation?
Louis turned slightly sullen and comforted Olivia gently. “It’s just a spokesperson deal. Don’t lose faith. This time, you may have
lost this, but you’ll gain something better.”
“But I feel so sad,” Olivia said in low spirits.
Louis said, “I booked a table at your favorite fench–style restaurant. I’ll pick you up tonight, okay?”
“Really?” Olivia’s excited and delighted voice came through on the phone. “Let’s meet at Lansen Restaurant tonight, then! Be
there or be square!”
“Be there or be square.”
After hanging up, Louis turned around to look at his assistant. “Go find out all the information about the newly appointed CEO of
the Johnson Corporation! I want the info as soon as possible!”
“Yes.” After acknowledging this, the assistant turned around to leave the office.
At that moment, Rachel, who had no idea about this, was still busy in the office.
When her phone rang, and she saw the unknown number calling, she couldn’t help but frown slightly as she picked up. “Hello.”
“Rae–Rae, it’s me,” said Old Mrs. Jones, her voice ringing in Rachel’s ears. “I’m Old Mrs. Jones. Can you hear me?”
“Hello, Old Mrs. Jones.” Rachel grinned. “How has your health been lately?”
“I’m plagued with old ailments and diseases. How are you? I heard you got a new job. How are you adapting to it?”

Although Old Mrs. Jones didn’t mention where she had gotten that news from, Rachel had subconsciously thought of a
handsome face, which caused her heart to skip a beat.
“I’m adapting fine.”
Hearing her calm tone, Old Mrs. Jones said with heartache, “Dear, no matter what, your health is the most important. It’s already
so late. Have you still not had dinner?”
David’s words, “be there or be square,” kept flashing in Rachel’s mind, and she wondered if they had already reached the
restaurant.
Were they waiting for her?
She took a deep breath and returned to her senses before saying with composure, “Thank you so much for the concern, Old
Mrs. Jones. I’ll get some food once I get off from work. But, of course, you have to take good care of yourself too.”
“If only David were as sensible as you are. He’s so busy that I barely see him. He won’t be home for dinner with me tonight. God
knows what he’s busy with,” Old Mrs. Jones said with a relaxed sigh. “I won’t disturb you anymore. Get to work.”
“Okay.”
After hanging up, Rachel returned to her desk.
She couldn’t process the information in the documents in front of her at all. All she could think about was David saying, “be there
or be square” to Olivia.
Linda entered and could acutely sense how anxious Rachel was. Her eyes flickered, and she asked gently, “Since you can
barely calm down, why don’t you take a walk with me?”
Rachel looked up at Linda and said with gently pursed lips, “Come on, let’s go home!”
When the car drove to a particular area, they happened to pass by
Lansen Restaurant. Rachel suddenly exclaimed involuntarily, “Pull over!”