Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Outside the door, Clara was pressed against it, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation inside, but to no avail due to the excellent soundproofing. Unaware of her presence, Logan opened the door, causing Clara to stumble forward and kneel on the floor with a thud, her situation embarrassingly awkward.

“What are you doing! You’re a disgrace!” Logan scolded sharply, banging his cane several times before striding away.

He hadn’t gone far when he saw Jared and Tina approaching.

“Grandfather,” Jared and Tina greeted him.

Seeing them seemed to improve Logan’s mood. “What brings you here? Vivienne has gone to sleep; let’s head back,” he suggested.

Just then, Clara charged at them. “Tina, you little wretch, how dare you show your face at the hospital after what you’ve done to my daughter…”

Without hesitation, Clara grabbed a trash bin from the hallway and hurled it at Tina, who didn’t even bother to move, not even flicking an eyelid.

Jared swiftly kicked the bin, sending it flying back toward Clara. Caught off-guard, Clara stood frozen as the bin hit her head, spilling its disgusting contents all over her-unfinished takeout, spit, unknown liquids, and tissues smeared with sticky substances. It was revolting.

Despite her slight frame, Clara had managed to lift the bin. With a loud crash, she was knocked unconscious by the impact, trash covering her from head to toe.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

A passing nurse attempted to help her up, recognizing her as Mrs. Farrell, but Logan roared, “Let her be, until she wakes up on her own!” After his command, Tina and Jared supported him as they left the hospital.

Clara lay there alone, her expensive, limited-edition velvet dress now marinated in filth. In the shadows, a woman with long, black hair watched from a distance. After seeing Tina and Jared leave, she donned a mask and entered Vivienne’s room.

Vivienne, who had been asleep, opened her eyes with more vigor than she had shown in her conversation with Logan. “Mr. White, in such a hurry?” she asked with a smile.

The woman stood by Vivienne’s bed and injected something into her IV bag. “I thought you’d thank me first for rescuing you,” she said.

Vivienne watched the clear liquid mix with her medication, her expression dimming. “You’re just following orders. What do I have to thank you for?” She sat up, breathing heavily. This medicine was the very cause of her heart condition.

Mr. White brushed back her hair and tucked away the empty syringe, “You were foolish to fall for such an obvious trap. I wonder what your boss saw in you.”

“None of your business,” retorted Vivienne, holding her chest as she slowly regained her composure.

Mr. White observed coldly until Vivienne’s color returned. She then pulled out a box of pills. “Take one every night for the first week, then one a week after that. Any more, and you might actually die. Good luck.”

With that, Mr. White stood and slowly walked out of the room.

Vivienne secured the pills, calling after him, “The poison from Crimson Silk can be cured by Tina. It won’t be so easy to kill Jared.”

“Thanks for the tip. Get well soon, Miss Farrell,” Mr. White said, a smile playing at his lips as he departed.

Vivienne lay back down, staring at the white ceiling above, trapped and at the mercy of others.

Meanwhile, in Jared’s car, Tina sat in the passenger seat, with Jared and Logan in the back.

“Tina, is there really no cure for Vivienne’s illness?” Logan asked.

Tina nodded, “I’ve reviewed her medical records. Cure is possible, but I doubt she’s ready for it.”

Logan understood Tina’s implication.

If Vivienne were to be cured, she would likely return to prison. Now, she could continue her treatment outside, enjoying some freedom.

Moreover, her parents might not trust Tina; it was perhaps better not to stir up any trouble.

He asked just to know whether Vivienne’s illness was life-threatening.

He didn’t want to experience the grief of an elder burying a younger one.

Since Tina had said so, it meant Vivienne would be fine; she just needed to rest well.

“That’s good, that’s good,” Logan said, looking at Tina. “Tina, sorry for the inconvenience.”

Tina smiled, “Mr. Farrell, it’s no trouble at all.”

She truly didn’t feel inconvenienced. If CK’s second-in-command went to jail without CK showing any reaction, then her opponent was far too weak.

Jared, watching Tina’s smiling reflection in the rearview mirror, knew she was plotting something.

Tina lifted her head and winked at the mirror, her radiant face utterly charming.

Jared chuckled softly, his expression returning to normal as he looked up.

He remembered something and asked, “Grandpa, is Uncle Joshua coming back next month?”

Logan nodded, “Yes, that rascal, never giving me peace. Still has the nerve to come back.”

“Alright, I’ll tell Uncle Joshua not to come back yet, to avoid upsetting you,” Jared said, reaching for his phone to call Joshua.

Logan chuckled, “Tina, give him a poke for me!”

“Sure, Grandpa, where should I poke?” Tina playfully picked up a silver needle, grinning at Logan.

Jared winced, looking aggrieved, “My dear, please spare me.”

“Grandpa, is that okay?” Tina asked.

Logan hummed softly, “That’s better, next time I’ll really poke.”

The mood in the car lightened considerably.

After dropping Logan off at the Farrell family home, he went to his room to rest.

Tina had nothing else to do; she had gone to the hospital just to check Vivienne’s records, and knowing the situation was enough.

Sitting on a swing in the Farrell family’s backyard garden, Tina was surrounded by various fruits and small cakes, with a fat cat in her lap, continuously stroking its head.

“Why have you never mentioned your Uncle Joshua before?” Tina asked while eating a sliced strawberry.

Jared frowned slightly, “My Uncle Joshua, he’s quite handsome.”

“Eh?” Tina paused, hearing Jared praise someone’s looks for the first time.

Jared rested his hand on Tina’s shoulder, picking an orange slice to eat, “Uncle Joshua is the most handsome man in our Farrell family. I’ve admired him since I was a kid.”

Tina’s interest piqued, she grabbed Jared’s hand excitedly, “Photos? Show me.”

A man even more handsome than an uncle!

How handsome must that be?

As someone who appreciated good looks, Tina couldn’t miss this chance!

Jared furrowed his brow, his eyes twinkling, “No!”

“Impossible.” Tina pulled on Jared’s hand, “Just a quick look.”

“Not even a peek, no.”

“Uncle~”

“No!”

Tina bit her lip, “Not showing?”

Jared still shook his head, “No.”

“Fine!”

Tina hopped off the swing, slipped on her shoes, and dashed toward the living room.

Just then, Marie arrived with Sophia.

“Tina, you’re home! Look, I bought some snacks, let’s eat together,” Sophia said, running towards Tina with a bag of snacks.

Tina scooped up Sophia, “Sophia, do you have a photo of your Uncle Joshua? Show me.”

“Tina, why do you want to see Joshua’s photo?” Marie set down her things, took out her phone, and found a photo of Joshua, “Here, look at this.”