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.

Yann’s impression of Rachel shifted significantly. He didn’t hold back,

sarcasm aimed at the

really think those three cars showing up at the

for us there?”

softly. “Those

evaded in time, even our modified Rolls-Royce wouldn’t have saved us from

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

a wave of lingering fear welled

colliding simultaneously, but never anticipated such a devastating and fatal

inflict injuries on their men, but now their audacity had grown

down David

with numerous pauses along the way, they

car door, watching Rachel and

a decorative but useless ornament, yet now, it seemed Miss Grey was far

a perfect smoke ring, and said

doubt, a fierce, unyielding force to be reckoned

Grey from the wealthiest

not to

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

With that, Yann opened the door and hopped into

slipped out of her high heels

his diamond cufflinks, leisurely rolling up his sleeves. “Did you modify

vehicle that had charged at them back

pillow, propping it under her head as she observed David head towards the open kitchen. “Lucas

her a glass of freshly squeezed orange

only modified a G-Wagon,

arched an eyebrow, hardly

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

taking a sip.

eyes contentedly. “You don’t appear to be shocked by

lips lifting ever so slightly. “I’ve grown accustomed