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.

impression of Rachel shifted significantly. He didn’t hold back, saying, “It’s a shame the adversary’s well-intended plan

with sarcasm aimed at the

you really think those three cars showing up at the T-junction was just a

wait for

him and sighed softly. “Those three

we hadn’t evaded in

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

hearing this, a wave of

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

would typically only inflict injuries on their men, but now their audacity had

of taking down David became more

along the way, they finally reached the palace after a painstaking

door, watching Rachel and

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

cigarette, took a deep drag, exhaled a perfect smoke ring, and said nonchalantly,

doubt, a fierce, unyielding force to be

from the wealthiest family

not

“We should get going. Let’s get in

that, Yann opened the

Peckham Palace, Rachel instinctively slipped out of her high

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

that had charged at them back at the

she observed David

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

a G-Wagon, using his design as

eyebrow, hardly surprised by

young lady like Miss

the juice, taking a sip. The sweetness was

don’t appear to be shocked by

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

the perils he’d encountered