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 shame

aimed at the mastermind behind

really think those three cars showing up

to wait for

sighed softly. “Those three vehicles were equipped

we hadn’t evaded in time, even our modified Rolls-Royce wouldn’t have saved us from a

of the SUVs at the T-junction was no coincidence; it was a meticulously planned

this, a wave of lingering fear welled up

three cars colliding simultaneously, but never

previous assassination attempts, their enemies would typically only inflict injuries on their men,

thoughts of taking down David became more and more

Peckham Palace, with numerous pauses along the way, they

door, watching Rachel and David walk away, still

but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed

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

fierce, unyielding

Miss Grey from the wealthiest family in

you before not to underestimate someone our master takes interest

time. “We should get going. Let’s get in the

at hand!” With that, Yann

her high heels and padded barefoot

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

vehicle that had charged at them back at

as she observed David head towards the open kitchen. “Lucas Johnson

her a glass of

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

hardly surprised

Rae-Rae was far from the delicate, traditional young lady

the juice, taking a

narrowed her eyes contentedly. “You don’t appear

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

the perils he’d encountered throughout