Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

The race was scheduled for 9 PM, so they decided to stroll around the night market in the northern district since it was still early.

“Tina, try this!” Juliet Reed, fully disguised with a wide-brimmed hat, black sunglasses, and a mask covering most of her face, handed her a skewer. Despite her thorough disguise, she was loud and conspicuous, almost as if she wanted to be recognized.

Tina took the skewer and glanced around. The peacefulness of the moment reminded her of times spent with Jared Farrell, and she felt herself relax.

“The races in the northern district are held irregularly. We’re lucky this time; I heard Hurricane is participating. It’ll be quite a spectacle!” Juliet Reed explained as they wandered. “Hurricane is a famous racer known for his incredible speed and danger. He likes to drive close to his opponents, often forcing them into risky maneuvers.”

Juliet loved racing and knew a lot about it. She had watched several of Hurricane’s races, each one thrilling and nerve-wracking.

“Oh,” Tina responded nonchalantly.

“I’m not kidding. You’ll see once you watch him race.”

They continued chatting while eating. As they walked to the southern end of the market, they ran into a familiar face.

“Griffin?!” Juliet Reed exclaimed in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

Griffin looked startled when he saw Juliet Reed and then annoyed when he noticed Tina beside her.

Juliet Reed continued, “Why are you wandering around at night? If Mom finds out, you’re in trouble!”

“It’s not even 9 PM yet,” Griffin retorted irritably.

Juliet Reed glanced at the motorcycle beside Griffin and raised her voice, “Griffin! Are you secretly racing again? Do you want to be grounded?”

She stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at her tall brother. “Have you forgotten how Mom punished you last time?”

Luna was strongly opposed to Griffin racing. She had forbidden him from going to races and even smashed one of his motorcycles.

Griffin’s expression softened as he pleaded, “Sis, I’m sorry. Please don’t tell Mom!”

Griffin feared nothing except Luna and Juliet Reed.

“If you don’t want me to tell Mom,” Juliet Reed said with a sly smile, “let me borrow your precious motorcycle.”

Juliet wasn’t very skilled at riding but had a strong passion for thrilling and challenging activities.

“No way!” Griffin immediately refused. “With your skills, you’d wreck my bike!”

He needed his motorcycle for tonight’s race. Although the prize money wasn’t much compared to his monthly allowance, he was currently broke and needed every dollar he could get.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Juliet Reed remained calm and smiled mischievously. “Think carefully about what’s more important. If Mom gets involved, it won’t be as simple as borrowing your bike.”

Seeing her cunning expression, Griffin grumbled, “Juliet Reed, how dare you!”

He hesitated before offering, “I’ll give you my allowance for this month! Just don’t touch my bike-that’s my bottom line!”

Juliet Reed questioned skeptically, “Where would you get allowance money? Didn’t you already spend years’ worth on that piece of jade?”

“That’s none of your business,” Griffin replied evasively.

Juliet Reed didn’t care much about money; she was an actress and earned plenty. But she enjoyed teasing her rebellious brother.

“Fine,” she agreed with a satisfied nod. “Transfer the money to my account by the end of the month. If you’re late by even a day, I’ll tell Mom everything.”

Tina watched the exchange with amusement. It seemed tattling was a family trait.

After being extorted by Juliet Reed, Griffin left grumbling. Juliet Reed and Tina continued exploring the night market until it was time for the race.

As they approached the track in the northern district, they could hear the engines roaring from afar.

Excited about watching Hurricane race, Juliet Reed hurriedly pulled Tina along. “Let’s find a good spot! I want to take a picture with Hurricane!”

Tina looked up at the winding mountain road ahead; it reminded her of tracks she had raced on before. The northern district track was notoriously treacherous-narrow roads with sharp turns alongside cliffs posed constant dangers.

They soon reached the hilltop where many spectators had already gathered. From this vantage point, they could see all the racers below and feel the excitement building up.

“Who do you think will win?” someone nearby asked eagerly.

“Of course it’s going to be Hurricane! This is his sixth race this year; he’s won every single one so far!” another person replied enthusiastically.

“Exactly! Last time someone tried challenging Hurricane but ended up crashing into the barrier instead!”

Hurricane had many devoted fans who were confident in his victory. Some even placed bets on him winning again.

Juliet Reed turned to Tina after hearing their conversation. “With such high support for Hurricane, it seems like he’s sure to win this race.”

Tina raised an eyebrow as she watched the racers preparing below. “Not necessarily; his skills are just average.”

She had raced against Hurricane before but hadn’t been particularly impressed by him. If not for Juliet Reed and others constantly mentioning him now, she wouldn’t have remembered him at all.

“What?! Saying Hurricane is average? Are you joking?” A fan nearby couldn’t believe what Tina said and angrily approached them. “Hurricane has the highest win rate this season! What do you know about racing? How dare you criticize him?”