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,

“A mole?”

a sudden, Jason started

and saw Lila staring at her. She shuddered as the woman seemed to be warning her

state, the woman slowly

the side, Jason uttered in a small voice, “Stop asking and stay away from her. She’s someone

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

the center of the banquet hall was filled with people. Rachel and Jason were slow to

for coming to this event organized by the Jockey Club. I’m

recalled what Jolly had said

Randall Baxter—he’s one of the founders of

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

influence is all thanks to Mr. Porter. You see, all of the guests here are the wealthiest people in Riverdale. It’s easy to become a part of the upper class in Riverdale, but it’s extremely hard to join

“What do you mean?”

underground circle.” Jason gave her a meaningful look. “Do you think it’s just a normal event on this

“Are you saying that

do have some outsiders here to conceal the nature of this

gazed at these people,

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

had the captives in their hands, those from the Investigation

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

with opening the champagne bottle, the crowd dispersed as the banquet hall became

that was far away from the stage. When Jason saw Dillon beckoning to

said, “Let’s go. Mr. Porter wants us

Rachel came to her senses. When they reached the private room,

step back. It wasn’t that she wanted to

then, someone opened the door from inside and said,

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

Lila said, “This is our rule, Miss Hudson. Please raise your

startled for a moment before raising her hands as