Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Eagle Flies dodged, but with a wall behind her, there was nowhere left to hide. She was at the mercy of Five Poisons' capricious whims. "Boss, how many faces are you hiding under yours?" Five Poisons leaned in close, able to see clearly. The face Five Poisons wore now was that of Grace. Patting her own cheek, Five Poisons remarked, "Doesn't matter, as long as it looks good." Then, pulling a pill from her pocket, she placed it into Eagle Flies' mouth, "Healing pill, five million dollars each, you're getting a bargain." After swallowing the pill, Eagle Flies felt the heaviness in her body vanish-it was a genuine healing pill.

"Boss, I'm sorry. I failed to protect Max's factory, giving those from the X Bureau their chance," she confessed sincerely. "It's true what I said earlier-Jared indeed found Max's factory by tracking Grace. Max, to be cautious, always sent Grace to collect the samples. Grace was unaware, thinking she was just helping with her father's documents, so we remained undetected until now."

"This time, when Jared turned his attention to Grace, everything was exposed. I originally planned to steal Old Kris's formula, but that Nathan had set up bombs in advance."

Five Poisons waved her hand dismissively, "I know, it's not your fault. Take care of yourself. We can't lose the Clearwater connection. I'll come find you once you're healed." Eagle Flies nodded, watching as Five Poisons left.

Turning back with a smile that gleamed a bit too brightly, Five Poisons said, "If you hadn't fired just now, the bomb you were leaning against would have already exploded. Congratulations, you've lived another day." With that, Five Poisons closed the door and left the hideout.

Eagle Flies broke out in a cold sweat. Five Poisons truly spared no detail, not overlooking any suspicion, however slight. She didn't even realize that the gun she wore had been rigged with a bomb! Eagle Flies found the bomb, its countdown already halted. The trigger was the remote control for the bomb! Wiping her sweat, she had indeed hesitated before firing, especially since Tina had appeared suddenly and she was in a dazed state, easily falling for the trap. Fortunately, she believed Tina wouldn't complicate things. For now, she had survived Five Poisons' test.

In Ashbury, Hayden had just dropped Tina off at her home, then drove Jared to the Farrell family estate. He reluctantly turned off the engine in front of the Farrell house. "Pick me up at seven in the morning," Jared said, patting the car seat before getting out. Hayden rolled down the window and called out, "Mr. Farrell, when is Nathan coming back? I can't keep being your driver, can I?"

Jared turned around, casually replying, "He said he's coming back with Paula." It wasn't too late yet. Jared patted Hayden's shoulder, "Congratulations, you're finally free from Paula." Hayden was inwardly tormented. Free from Paula? Had he ever said that? No, he hadn't! Jared walked away coolly, leaving Hayden alone in the car, screaming in frustration. "Nathan, I'm going to fight you!"

After a shower, Jared checked his phone and messaged Tina. She quickly responded with a picture. It was a note. "Beware of Linden." Jared wiped his hair, his fingers swiftly moving across the screen, "Is it that mysterious person again?" "Yes, but this time they didn't just send a message-they came right into my house," Tina replied with a laugh, adding, "It seems this mysterious person really does know my movements well."

"Be careful with Linden; this person seems quite familiar with Linden. Could they be someone from inside the X Bureau?" Jared had always felt that this mysterious person bore no ill will, but his exact whereabouts were unclear, and Jared had never been able to track him down. Who was this person, really? Tina turned over in bed, "No, but they must be connected to the X Bureau in some way."

"Be careful." Tina turned off her phone, looking out the window at the bright moon. The last time it was her master who had broken into their home, and now this mysterious person-should she consider beefing up the Reed family's defenses? These people were getting too close for comfort, almost as if entering her own backyard. Somewhere in Ashbury. Master Tam poured tea for the person sitting across from him, "Still thinking about cleaning her house after all these years?" "I haven't looked after her for so many years; just a sudden impulse," the person replied, taking a sip of tea with a smile. Master Tam glanced at him, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, "You've endured for so many years, what's a little longer?" The man raised his eyes indifferently and glanced at him, "Do you have a problem with that?"

"Me? I have no objections," Master Tam sipped his tea leisurely, "Just a reminder, don't backfire. My disciple's temperament... if she discovers the truth, whether she recognizes you is another matter." The man's fingers tightened around the tea cup slightly, his expression changing subtly, and after a long pause, he exhaled softly, "She will understand me."

"Hard to say," Master Tam added. His disciple had been pursuing him for a thousand dollars for so many years, her mind was smaller than a pinhole. Forgiving such a big matter would be surprising! Abruptly, the man placed his tea cup on the table with a cold expression, "You better manage yourself! Don't forget, it was I who cleaned up your mess a few days ago." Master Tam was left speechless. The conversation could not continue!Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Early morning.

Hayden woke up early and drove to Jared's house. "Why are your dark circles so severe?" Jared noticed Hayden's haggard face, marked by a night of exhaustion, as soon as he got into the car. Clearly, he had been up all night. Hayden yawned, "I was on the phone with Nathan, that rascal, until late last night, it drove me crazy." Jared opened the car door and pushed Hayden to the passenger seat, "Driving while fatigued, you know it's against the law, do you want to die?" "Don't make it sound so serious, you're trying to kill me," Hayden yawned again and sat in the passenger seat to catch up on sleep. Nathan had just called Jared to update him on some matters. Listening to his voice, he didn't seem tired at all. "You're quite spirited for someone who was on the phone all night with a Husky," Jared glanced at Hayden, who was sleeping like a log beside him.

Nathan sighed helplessly, "He was crazy, insisting on keeping the video call going while watching me sleep, Mr. Farrell, I suggest we get him some psychiatric help." He seriously doubted Hayden's mental state. Jared was puzzled. Hayden had spent the night on a video call, watching Nathan sleep. Was he that worried about Paula being with Nathan? Alright then! Truly, among dogs a Husky, among men, Hayden!