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.

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

with sarcasm aimed at the mastermind behind

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

for us there?” Yann

and sighed softly. “Those three vehicles

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

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

of lingering

three cars colliding simultaneously, but never anticipated such a devastating and fatal

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

David became

their return journey to Peckham Palace, with numerous pauses along the way, they finally reached the palace after a painstaking

car door, watching Rachel and

believed her to be a decorative but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed Miss Grey was far from an ordinary

drag, exhaled a perfect smoke ring, and said

a fierce, unyielding force

say she was just Miss Grey from the

warned you before not to underestimate someone our master

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

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

Peckham Palace, Rachel instinctively slipped out of her high

unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely

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

pillow, propping it under her head as she observed David

Rachel, offering her a glass of freshly squeezed

modified a G-Wagon, using his design as

hardly surprised by

from the delicate, traditional young lady like Miss Grey;

taking a sip. The sweetness

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

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

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