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?”

sudden, Jason

staring at her. She shuddered as the woman seemed to

was in a dazed state, the woman

“Stop asking and stay away from her. She’s someone

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

banquet hall was filled with people. Rachel and Jason were slow to arrive, so they could only stand in a place that was far away from the

microphone. “Hi, I’m Randall Baxter. Thanks for coming to this event organized by the Jockey Club. I’m

Rachel recalled what Jolly had said

one of the founders of

voice. “Does Mr. Porter have anything to

Jockey Club has so much 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

“What do you mean?”

a meaningful look. “Do you think it’s just

eyes darkened. “Are you saying that these people are here for

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

at these people,

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

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

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

that was far away from the stage. When

then said, “Let’s go. Mr. Porter wants us to head to the private

the private room, two male bodyguards

that she wanted

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

Rachel, whereupon he meekly stepped aside. It

is our rule, Miss Hudson. Please raise your

startled for a moment before raising her