Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

In the basement of the hillside villa, Sean woke from unconsciousness. Initially disoriented, he soon realized he was in the very place he had once held Lily Fawkes and Quentin captive. To his shock, he found himself bound in a spread-eagled position against the wall, facing a stern Quentin.

“How is it you?!” Sean asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

Quentin glanced at him with disdain and remained silent.

“I’m talking to you!” Sean erupted in anger when Quentin ignored him. After all, in his eyes, Quentin and his sister were always vulnerable targets for his bullying.

Sean had planned an escape that day. He was supposed to fake a medical emergency in jail by swallowing a large amount of drugs, then be rescued by an accomplice from GTO while being transferred to the hospital. However, halfway to the hospital, the route of the transport was unexpectedly changed, and before he could react, he was sedated and lost consciousness.

Now, seeing Quentin, he realized he had been intercepted.

“You don’t have the guts. Who’s behind this? Tina?” he demanded.

“It’s me. Surprised?” came Tina’s chilly voice.

She was dressed in a black hoodie and duckbill cap, exuding an aura of gloom. Jared Farrell stood beside her, dressed similarly but with a distinguished demeanor.

“So it was you!” Sean glared at Tina, then turned his gaze to Jared. “I thought you were capable of something but turns out you just rely on a man!”

Tina, hands in her pockets and an expressionless face, stared at Sean, her voice ice-cold. “We have some unfinished business, Sean.”

“Do what you want!” Sean defiantly retorted.

“I’m a civilized person. I don’t enjoy violence,” Tina suddenly smiled, her tone leisurely.

Sean paused, confused by her reaction. He looked at her smiling face and felt an inexplicable chill.

“What do you want?” he asked, trying to hide his panic.

Tina ignored his question and turned to Quentin, “Do you know why I brought you here?”

“To get revenge?” Quentin hesitated.

He hadn’t forgotten how Sean had tortured him to force Lily to help with perfume concoctions. The basement was full of torture devices, each of which Sean had used on him, leaving scars under his clothes.

“It’s more than that,” Tina indicated the instruments, which had been seized by the police but were restored by Jared Farrell’s men.

“Lily is special. Her talent in perfumery is as good as mine and she will attract many. To protect her, you need to be ruthless. Today, practice your resolve on him.”

Tina handed Quentin a barbed whip. Quentin hesitated, hating Sean was one thing, but to physically hurt him was another.

“Can’t do it?” Tina’s voice turned colder. “If you can’t handle this, how will you protect Lily?”

Quentin saw the malicious look in Sean’s eyes and knew Tina was right. Some people would never respect you until they fear you.

Whip in hand, Quentin hardened his heart and began to strike Sean. “Quentin! How dare you!” Sean screamed in pain, swearing revenge and threatening his sister.

“Shut up!” Quentin’s expression grew colder with each lash, especially as Sean’s insults grew more venomous.

The barbs of the whip tore at Sean’s flesh, blood mixing with his cold sweat, staining his prison clothes. He gasped in pain but continued to resist begging for mercy.

Tina watched for a moment before turning to leave with Jared Farrell, saying casually, “Take your time, I’m going to have a romantic chat with my fiance in the courtyard.”

“Tina!” Sean cried out, provoking her in agony, “You’re scared to watch, aren’t you? Just a helpless woman, relying on a nobody to avenge your father!”

Tina laughed, turning back to Sean, “If I started, you wouldn’t last long enough for him to get his revenge.”This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Ignoring Sean’s further insults, she left the basement arm in arm with Jared Farrell. Outside, the moonlight cast a romantic glow over the couple, a stark contrast to the grim scene inside.

“Tina,” Jared suddenly pulled her close, his voice husky, “Did you just say you wanted to talk about love?”

Blushing, Tina coughed slightly, trying to change the subject, “Does your wound still hurt?”

“Answer me,” Jared insisted, holding her tightly.

At that moment, Hayden Cohen emerged, breaking the mood with a tray of acupuncture needles. “How about we stick these into Sean? That should satisfy him, right?”

“I’d rather make you feel them first!” Jared’s expression darkened. He could feel their relationship had deepened since his injury, and he was close to making Tina acknowledge her feelings.

“What, what were you doing just now?” Hayden noticed their intimateposture too late, realizing he might have interrupted something important.

Jared kicked out in frustration, “Get lost!”