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.

this moment, Yann’s impression of Rachel shifted significantly. He didn’t hold back, saying, “It’s a shame the adversary’s

with sarcasm aimed at the mastermind behind the

those three cars showing up at the T-junction

it to wait for us there?”

and sighed softly. “Those three vehicles were equipped

horsepower. If we hadn’t evaded in time, even our modified Rolls-Royce

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

of lingering fear welled

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

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

David became more and

along the way, they finally reached the

door, watching Rachel and David walk away, still reeling

useless ornament, yet now, it seemed

perfect smoke ring, and said nonchalantly, “Don’t lump. Miss Grey

fierce, unyielding force to

was just Miss Grey from the wealthiest family in Seaxas,

you before not to underestimate someone our

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

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

end, upon returning to Peckham Palace, Rachel instinctively slipped out of her high

and unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling up his sleeves. “Did

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

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

her a glass of freshly squeezed

replied. “I only modified a

an eyebrow, hardly surprised by

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

the juice, taking a sip. The sweetness

narrowed her eyes contentedly. “You don’t appear

lifting ever so slightly. “I’ve grown accustomed to such things. It’s

perils he’d encountered throughout