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,

with sarcasm aimed at the

think those three cars showing up at

wait for us there?” Yann

glanced at him and sighed softly. “Those three vehicles were equipped

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

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

this, a wave of lingering

the outcome of the three cars colliding simultaneously,

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

taking down David

Palace, with numerous pauses along the way,

watching Rachel and David walk away, still reeling from the

a decorative but useless ornament, yet

drag, exhaled a perfect smoke ring, and said nonchalantly,

doubt, a fierce, unyielding

from the wealthiest family

you before not to underestimate someone our master takes interest

was about to speak, Billy checked the time. “We should get going. Let’s get in the car and

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

of her

leisurely rolling

had charged at them

casually picked up a pillow, propping it under her head as she observed David head towards the open kitchen. “Lucas Johnson was the one who made the

her a glass of freshly squeezed orange

“I only modified a G-Wagon, using his

an eyebrow, hardly

was far from the delicate, traditional young lady like Miss Grey;

accepted the juice, taking a sip. The sweetness was

don’t appear to be shocked

corners of his lips lifting ever so slightly. “I’ve grown

remark encapsulated the perils