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.

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

sarcasm aimed at the mastermind behind the

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

to wait for us

softly. “Those three

we hadn’t evaded in time,

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

this, a wave of lingering fear

cars colliding simultaneously, but never anticipated such a devastating

only inflict injuries on their men, but

taking down David became

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

Rachel and David walk away,

decorative but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed Miss Grey was far from an

a cigarette, took a deep drag, exhaled a perfect smoke ring, and said nonchalantly, “Don’t lump. Miss Grey

was, without a doubt, a fierce, unyielding force

was just Miss Grey from the wealthiest family in Seaxas, the

Billy nodded. “I warned you before not to underestimate someone

“We should get going. Let’s get in

issue at hand!” With that, Yann opened

out of her high heels and padded barefoot to the sofa,

unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely

same off-road vehicle that had charged

observed David

offering her

a G-Wagon, using

hardly surprised

his Rae-Rae was far from the delicate, traditional young lady like Miss Grey; she was a

the juice, taking a sip. The sweetness was perfectly

don’t appear to be shocked by this

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

the perils he’d encountered