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.

Rachel shifted significantly. He didn’t hold back, saying,

with sarcasm aimed at the mastermind behind the

co olly, “Do you really think those three cars showing up at

it to wait for us there?”

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

in time, even our modified Rolls-Royce

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

this, a wave of lingering fear welled up

the outcome of the three cars colliding simultaneously, but never anticipated such a

injuries on their men, but

down David became

Palace, with numerous pauses along the way, they finally reached the

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

her to be a decorative but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed

a perfect smoke ring, and

without a doubt, a fierce, unyielding force to be

from the wealthiest family

“I warned you before not

was about to speak, Billy checked the time. “We

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

of her high heels and

suit jacket and unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling up

that had charged at

observed David head towards the open kitchen. “Lucas Johnson was the one who made the

you involved?” David approached Rachel, offering her a glass of freshly squeezed

replied. “I only modified a

eyebrow, hardly

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

the juice, taking a sip. The

her eyes contentedly. “You don’t appear

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

perils he’d encountered throughout