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

Lila staring at her. She shuddered as the woman seemed to

dazed state, the

in a small voice, “Stop asking and stay away from her. She’s someone that

Rachel dipped her head. It was apparent that Jason knew little about Lila

hall was filled with people. Rachel and Jason were slow to arrive, so they

someone was heard speaking over a microphone. “Hi, I’m Randall Baxter. Thanks for coming to this event organized by the Jockey Club. I’m truly honored. I

Baxter? Rachel recalled what

the founders of

voice. “Does Mr. Porter

much influence is all thanks to Mr. Porter. You see, all of the guests here are

“What do you mean?”

you think it’s just a normal event on this

darkened. “Are you saying that these people are here

his voice. “We do have some

people, a realization

ship was inspected by the authorities, the outsiders who scrambled to attend this event would be used as a cover-up. If those

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

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

was done with opening the champagne bottle, the crowd dispersed as

and Jason were standing in a spot that was far away from the stage. When Jason saw Dillon

Mr. Porter wants us to head to the private

the private room, two male

she wanted to refuse their inspection, but

opened the door from inside and said, “I’ll do

nearest to Rachel, whereupon he meekly stepped aside. It seemed

staring at Rachel, Lila said, “This is our rule, Miss Hudson.

for a moment before raising her hands as she was