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

as the woman seemed

in a dazed state,

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

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

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

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 especially have to thank Mr. Porter for

Baxter? Rachel recalled what

of the founders of

voice.

You see, all of the guests here are the wealthiest people in Riverdale. It’s easy to become a

“What do you mean?”

underground circle.” Jason gave her a meaningful look. “Do you think

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

do have some outsiders here to conceal the

at these people,

they had to bear increased 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 illegal

captives in their hands, those from the

bustling banquet turned into something else in her eyes. These people with bright smiles on their faces were like moving captives to

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

that was far away from the stage. When Jason

go. Mr. Porter wants

they reached the private room, two male bodyguards stopped them and uttered, “We’ll have to

It wasn’t that she wanted to refuse

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

to Rachel, whereupon he meekly stepped aside. It seemed

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

moment before