Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 667

Chapter 667
As Rachel casually leaned on David’s shoulder, her nonchalant demeanor suggested she wasn’t concerned about the three heavy-duty SUVs at all.
Yann. persistent as ever, inquired, “Miss Grey, feel free to cry out if you’re scared…”
“Why don’t you give me a demonstration first?” Rachel teasingly raised an eyebrow, giving him at playful smile.
Yann was speechless.
“These vehicles have merely been upgraded for speed after modifications; they’re not as ferocious as they appear, Rachel remarked indifferently. “If you lose your cool now, wouldn’t I have a legitimate reason to question your capabilities?”
From the passenger seat, Billy nearly burst into applause!
This was the woman his boss had taken a liking to. Even in moments like these, she managed to remain incredibly level-headed.
Yann was somewhat persistent but lost his previous mischievous intent, asking genuinely, “Miss Grey, are you well-versed in modified cars?”
“Just a random interest during my downtime,” she replied nonchalantly.
In the midst of their conversation, one of the SUVs suddenly accelerated, cutting the convoy in half. Another car, seemingly out of control, charged toward the one carrying David and Rachel.
The intense collision caused the passengers to lose their balance.
Instinctively, David pulled Rachel into his arms for protection.
“Mr. Jones, Miss Grey, hold on tight!” Yann exclaimed, aggressively turning the steering wheel. As the SUV hit once more, he managed to swing the rear end out of the way.
Simultaneously, the car trailing behind kept pace. Both vehicles worked in tandem, forcing the aggressive SUV to flip over onto the ground.
Yann did not ease up, continuing to press hard on the gas pedal, pushing the car a few yards forward. until it finally collided head-on with the massive boulders.
At this moment, the car came to a stop and the convoy halted in an orderly fashion. The doors opened simultaneously, and the well-trained bodyguards in black exited the vehicles, forming at circle around the three SUVs.
Yann and Billy unbuckled their seatbelts and stepped out of the car together to assess the situation. Inside the car, David’s arm was wrapped tightly around Rachel’s waist, while his other arm rested on the door frame, appearing both languid and casual.
He gazed down at Rachel in his arms.
Their eyes met unexpectedly.
David slightly raised his eyebrows, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Are you scared now?”
“Yes,” Rachel said, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she nestled her head into his arms and feigned a frightened voice. “I’m really terrified.”
David played along, comforting her, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
At this moment, Billy and Yann returned to the front of the car and knocked on the glass window.
David slowly rolled down the window, and Billy reported, “Sir, there’s no one in the car.”
Hearing this, David’s face remained expressionless, impossible to discern his emotions.
He glanced indifferently at the overturned off-road vehicle. Leave a large group of people to handle the scene. The rest can return”
Yann furrowed his brow, clearly wanting to speak up, but upon noticing Rachel in the car, he swallowed his words.
The group readied themselves and headed towards Peckham Palace once more.
However, this time, Yann was noticeably less lively than before, preoccupied and nearly colliding with other vehicles. Thankfully, Billy quickly grabbed the steering wheel.
Sweating nervously, Billy glanced at David and Rachel in the backseat and scolded in a low voice, “What the hell are you thinking!
Yann snapped back to reality, glancing at David and Rachel in the backseat through the rearview
mirror.
He pursed his lips, ultimately unable to resist asking, “Sir, aside from the old residence, who else knows about your return to Aureliana?”
Yann had always been careful to keep David’s whereabouts a secret, as there were far too many people lurking in the shadows, watching their every move.
The three cars that suddenly appeared clearly came prepared.
David heard Yann’s question and lifted his indifferent gaze.
He didn’t say anything, but his eyes pierced straight into Yann’s soul like a sharp knife.
Yann shuddered and quickly explained, “L.. I just feel that this situation is too strange. Those three cars clearly came prepared. They calculated the time we left the old residence and deliberately ambushed us on our only route. Moreover, there was no one in those three cars…”
That was the strangest part.
They had brought people to surround the vehicles, yet found them empty..
Furthermore, no human traces had been left behind.
At this moment, Rachel, who was lazily leaning on David’s shoulder, chuckled. “Autonomous driving technology.”
Yann’s brows furrowed with annoyance.
He thought that Miss Grey was utterly lacking in perception, causing trouble at such an inopportune.
time!
David tenderly held Rachel’s delicate hand in his, his fingers gently caressing the protruding bones. on the back of her hand. He looked deeply into Rachel’s eyes, the corners of his mouth curving into a faint, yet affectionate smile, before asking with genuine curiosity, “Did you find anything?”
Rachel took a deep breath. “That’s an assembled car. It shouldn’t be surprising to have autonomous driving technology.”
“What else?” David asked in a doting tone.
Rachel raised her eyebrows and glanced at him. “Aside from the exterior, the rest of that car is custom-built. I bet you won’t be able to track down the owner at all.”
Upon hearing this, a contemptuous smile flashed across Yann. “Miss Grey, you might not be aware, but even a custom-built car leaves traces. The frame and the engine each have unique codes. As long as we follow those codes, we won’t come up empty-handed.”
“Really?” Rachel looked at Yann with an enigmatic smile.
The smile on her face was non-threatening, but it revealed an undeniable edge.
Yann telt a lump in hus throat. The words he wanted to say lodged there.
Just then. Yanny’s phone rang
Instinctively, he picked up the call and spoke with a hint of unidentifiable irritation, “What is it!”
The person on the other end of the phone happened to be the bodyguard who had stayed at the Tjunction to deal with the accident.
The bodyguard quickly reported everything.
The words fell upon Yann’s ears, and he abruptly slammed the brakes, halting the car.
Yann’s eyes grew wider with each passing moment, staring at Rachel in absolute terror.
It wasn’t until the phone call ended that he began to regain his composure, his gaze fixated on Rachel. his voice strained and h o ar se. “You… Could you be the mastermind behind all this?”
Before he could finish his sentence, Billy, seated in the passenger’s side, smacked him on the back of the head. “What kind of nonsense are you spouting!”
Was this kid tired of living?
How dare he accuse Miss Grey in front of Mr. Jones!
Why was he in such a hurry to impress the King of Hell?
Yann belatedly realized his mistake, blurting out his suspicions, and found himself at a loss, overwhelmed by embarrassment.