My Mute Bride

Chapter 315 The Upper Class and the Underground Circle

After Dillon finished speaking, he wanted Rachel to follow him to a private room. Just as Rachel was about to reject him, a woman’s voice was heard coming from behind Dillon. “Young Master Porter, the banquet is about to start.”

Finding the voice familiar, Rachel looked at the source of it and saw a young woman standing among the crowd. Her appearance wasn’t outstanding, but no one could neglect her when she spoke.

Rachel felt her heart skipping a beat as she stared fixedly at the woman.

She sported a short, clean-looking hairstyle while her body was clad in a black one-piece dress. Her tanned-skin appeared rather out of place in a hall where most women had fair skin. Furthermore, she looked like someone who was supposed to be practicing pistol-shooting in a shooting range instead of a woman clad in an evening dress in a banquet hall.

An impatient Dillon refuted, “Can’t you see that I’m busy?”

“All of them are waiting for you to open the champagne bottle.”

Her attitude was neither arrogant nor subservient. After a moment of deadlock, Dillon eventually gave in. “Alright, we’ll do that first.”

Then, he turned to look at Rachel. “Come with us, Miss Hudson.”

Rachel came to her senses and nodded with a polite smile.

After that, Dillon shuffled forward while the woman merely walked alongside him. Looking at her straight back, Rachel felt that she must have met her before.

“Who is she, Jason?”

“Lila Hart. She’s Mr. Porter’s bodyguard.”

“What?” Rachel was startled. “A female bodyguard?”

“Of course. Do you think she looks like a man? However, I heard that she’s better at fighting than most men, so don’t offend her. Even Mr. Porter has to listen to her.”

His words puzzled Rachel.

“Why? Isn’t she just a bodyguard?”

a bodyguard, she’s actually

“A mole?”

of a sudden, Jason started

shuddered as the woman seemed

a dazed state, the woman

uttered in a small voice, “Stop asking and stay away from

that, Rachel dipped her head. It was

of the banquet hall was filled with people. Rachel and Jason were slow to arrive, so they could only

to this event organized by the Jockey Club. I’m truly honored. I especially have to thank Mr. Porter for making the effort to come here despite

Rachel recalled what Jolly had said

Randall Baxter—he’s one of the founders of

to reality upon hearing Jason’s voice. “Does Mr. Porter have anything

all of the guests here are the wealthiest people in

“What do you mean?”

look. “Do you think it’s just a normal event

you saying that these people are here for

course not.” Jason lowered his voice. “We do have some outsiders here to

Rachel gazed at these people, a realization suddenly dawned upon

was inspected by the authorities, the outsiders who scrambled to attend this event would be used as a

had the captives in their hands, those from the Investigation Bureau wouldn’t dare to make a

the bustling banquet turned into something else in her eyes. These people with bright

bottle, the crowd

and Jason were standing in a spot that was far away from the stage. When Jason saw Dillon beckoning to them, he immediately understood

wants us

When they reached the private room,

It wasn’t that she wanted to refuse their inspection, but

the door from inside and said, “I’ll

to Rachel, whereupon he meekly stepped aside. It seemed

“This is our rule, Miss Hudson. Please raise

a moment before raising her hands as