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.

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

with sarcasm aimed at the mastermind behind the

co olly, “Do you really think those three cars showing up at the

it to wait for us

softly. “Those three

If we hadn’t evaded in time,

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

hearing this, a wave of lingering fear

had considered the outcome of the three cars colliding

injuries

of taking down David became more and more

numerous pauses along the way, they finally reached the palace

opened the car door, watching Rachel and David walk away,

ornament, yet now, it seemed Miss Grey was

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

was, without a doubt, a fierce, unyielding force to be

just Miss Grey from the

nodded. “I warned you before not to underestimate someone

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

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

Rachel instinctively slipped out of her

suit jacket and unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely

that had charged at them back at the

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

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

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

an eyebrow, hardly

far from the delicate, traditional young lady like Miss

taking a sip. The sweetness was

“You don’t appear to be

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

the perils