Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 668

Yann pressed his lips together. “Miss Grey, if I may be so bold, how did you manage to figure it out?”

Only moments ago, one of his subordinates had called to inform him that the codes on both the car frame and engine had been tampered with, rendering them impossible to trace.

If Rachel wasn’t the mastermind behind it all, how had she managed to deduce the truth?

Rachel was not at all perturbed by Yann’s audacity.

She replied nonchalantly. “Just a stroke of luck.”

Yann was speechless.

He inhaled deeply, composing himself, and adopted an earnest demeanor as he sought her insight. His manner of addressing her grew exceedingly respectful. “In that case, what do you believe was the purpose behind the culprit’s actions?”

The primary motive, of course, was to target David.

However, he couldn’t fathom why the perpetrator would take such a roundabout approach.

He knew that disassembling and reassembling a car was an intricate process,

particularly when incorporating an autonomous driving system.

Noticing his baffled demeanor, Rachel patiently explained, “The purpose was to ensure that when the truth came to light, you wouldn’t be able to trace them. Preserving the appearance of the off-road vehicle was meant to mislead you. As you mentioned, both the car frame and the engine have unique codes. The perpetrator destroyed those codes to leave you with nothing to investigate.”

“Once you can’t trace them, you’ll broaden your search, suspecting those who lurk in the shadows. The real perpetrator can then easily blend in with your imagined adversaries.”

At her words, David’s eyes filled with affection and indulgence that no one had ever witnessed before.

His Rae-Rae was truly brilliant.

Her words, however, exposed the true power she had been concealing all along.

At the very least, to everyone present, Rachel’s expertise in car modifications went far beyond just idle tinke ring.

Her knowledge of automobiles had already surpassed that of both Billy and Yann.

didn’t hold back, saying, “It’s a

dripped with sarcasm aimed at

“Do you really think those three cars showing up at the T-junction was just

wait for us there?”

softly. “Those three

evaded in time, even our modified Rolls-Royce wouldn’t

the appearance of the SUVs at the T-junction was no coincidence; it was

this, a wave of lingering fear welled up within

three cars colliding

inflict injuries on their men, but now their audacity had grown

taking down David became more and

along the way, they finally reached the palace after a painstaking twenty

the car door, watching Rachel and David walk away,

to be a decorative but useless ornament, yet now, it

lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, exhaled a perfect smoke ring, and said nonchalantly, “Don’t

a doubt, a fierce, unyielding

just Miss Grey from the

Billy nodded. “I warned you before not to underestimate someone our

about to speak, Billy checked the time. “We should

issue at hand!” With that, Yann opened the door

the other end, upon returning to Peckham Palace, Rachel instinctively slipped out of her high heels and padded barefoot to the sofa, flinging herself into the

suit jacket and unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling up his sleeves. “Did

off-road vehicle that had charged at

it under her head as she observed David head

you involved?” David approached Rachel, offering her a

replied. “I only modified a G-Wagon, using

arched an eyebrow, hardly

from the delicate, traditional young

taking a

“You don’t appear

his eyes downward, the corners of his lips lifting ever so slightly. “I’ve grown accustomed to such things. It’s

remark encapsulated the perils