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.

significantly. He didn’t hold back, saying, “It’s a shame the adversary’s

dripped with sarcasm aimed at

olly, “Do you really think those three

it to wait for us there?”

at him and sighed softly. “Those three vehicles

585 horsepower. If we hadn’t evaded in time,

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

of

had considered the outcome of the three cars colliding

their enemies would typically only inflict injuries on their men, but

taking down David became more and more

numerous pauses along the way,

door, watching Rachel and David walk away, still

but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed

smoke ring, and said nonchalantly, “Don’t lump. Miss Grey in with common,

a fierce,

she was just Miss Grey from the

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

the time. “We should get going. Let’s get in

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

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

unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling up his sleeves. “Did you modify the Mercedes-Benz

same off-road vehicle that had

it under her head as she observed David head towards the open kitchen. “Lucas Johnson was

David approached Rachel, offering her a glass of freshly squeezed

modified a

arched an eyebrow, hardly surprised by her

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

the juice, taking a sip.

don’t

his lips lifting ever so slightly.

casual remark encapsulated the perils he’d encountered throughout the