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.

He didn’t hold back, saying, “It’s a shame the adversary’s well-intended plan

word dripped with sarcasm aimed at

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

wait for

softly. “Those

of reaching up to 585 horsepower. If we hadn’t evaded in time, even

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

of lingering fear welled

three cars colliding simultaneously, but never anticipated such a devastating

only inflict injuries

of taking down David became more and

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

car door, watching Rachel and David walk away,

be a decorative but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed Miss

deep drag, exhaled a perfect smoke ring, and said nonchalantly, “Don’t lump. Miss Grey in with common,

doubt, a fierce, unyielding force to be

Miss Grey from the wealthiest family

not to underestimate someone

about to speak, Billy checked the time. “We

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

Peckham Palace, Rachel instinctively slipped out of her high heels and padded barefoot to the sofa, flinging herself

unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling up

vehicle that had charged at them back at

head as she observed David head

approached Rachel, offering her a

“I only modified a G-Wagon, using his design

hardly surprised by her

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

accepted the juice, taking a sip.

her eyes contentedly. “You don’t

ever so

encapsulated the perils