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.

impression of Rachel shifted significantly. He didn’t hold back,

word dripped with sarcasm aimed

those three cars

to wait for

sighed softly. “Those three vehicles were equipped with

585 horsepower. If we hadn’t evaded in time, even

SUVs at the T-junction was

a wave of lingering fear welled up

the three cars colliding simultaneously, but never anticipated such a

typically only inflict injuries on their

thoughts of taking down David became more

with numerous pauses along the

opened the car door, watching Rachel and

a decorative but useless ornament, yet

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

fierce, unyielding force to be reckoned

just Miss Grey from

warned you before not to underestimate

to speak, Billy checked the time. “We should get going. Let’s

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

the other end, upon returning to Peckham Palace, Rachel instinctively slipped out of her high heels and padded

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

was the same off-road vehicle that had charged at them

a pillow, propping it under her head as she observed David head towards the open kitchen.

approached Rachel, offering her a

only modified a G-Wagon, using his design as

eyebrow, hardly

far from the delicate, traditional young

juice, taking a sip. The sweetness

eyes contentedly. “You don’t appear to be shocked by

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

casual remark encapsulated the perils