Betrayal At The Altar

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,

word dripped with sarcasm aimed at the mastermind

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

to wait for us there?” Yann

and sighed softly. “Those three vehicles

evaded in time, even our modified Rolls-Royce wouldn’t

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

wave of lingering fear

cars colliding simultaneously, but

assassination attempts, their enemies would typically only inflict injuries on their men, but now their audacity

David became more and

the way, they finally

the car door, watching Rachel and David walk away,

had initially believed her to be a decorative but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed Miss Grey was far from

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

doubt, a fierce, unyielding force to

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

you before not to underestimate someone our

about to speak, Billy checked the time. “We should

With that, Yann opened the door and hopped

the other end, upon returning to Peckham Palace, Rachel instinctively slipped out of her high heels and

unfastened his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling

off-road vehicle that had charged

David head towards the open kitchen. “Lucas Johnson was the one who made

David approached Rachel, offering her

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

hardly surprised

the delicate, traditional young lady like Miss Grey; she was a

a

contentedly. “You don’t appear

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