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.

significantly. He didn’t hold back, saying, “It’s a shame the adversary’s well-intended plan couldn’t come to

aimed at

think those three cars showing up at

wait for us there?” Yann

softly.

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

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

this, a wave of lingering fear welled up within

outcome of the three cars colliding simultaneously,

attempts, their enemies would typically only inflict injuries

taking down David became more and

Peckham Palace, with numerous pauses along the way, they

the car door, watching Rachel and David walk away, still

ornament, yet now, it seemed Miss

ring, and said nonchalantly, “Don’t lump. Miss Grey in with common, mundane

was, without a doubt, a fierce, unyielding

just Miss Grey from the wealthiest family

“I warned you before not to underestimate someone our master

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

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

slipped out of her high heels

and unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling

off-road vehicle that had charged at them back at

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

offering her a glass of freshly

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

hardly

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

the juice, taking a

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

lifting ever

the perils he’d encountered