Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Alan Linden couldn’t stand it any longer and took the broom from Jared, gently sweeping the dust inside. With a snap, the broom head fell off. Jared frowned, “This is the sixth time it’s fallen off. Are your things this flimsy?” Alan replied, “Is it possible that you’re too strong and broke it?” “It’s just not sturdy,” Jared said disdainfully, looking at the broom. He then turned to Leon and said, “I’ve ordered a new racing model for you; it will arrive soon. I’ve also replaced your computer.” Leon didn’t mind and looked around; the place seemed even messier than before. He waved his hand and said, “It was a knockoff I bought for ten bucks. Just… stop cleaning.” Tina stifled a laugh, her fair and delicate face turning red. This was probably the first time Jared had been “disliked”! However, Jared felt delighted by her laugh, his mood visibly improving.

Lysander’s expression darkened, but he remained silent. He quietly unplugged the computer’s power source; if he didn’t, the mainframe would explode. While fixing the broom, he coldly asked Hawk, “Why are you here?” Hawk finally spoke, “I’m here to take you home.” “I’ll go back tomorrow. We have a celebration party here tonight; you can go back first.” Hawk knew Lysander’s temper. Since he announced his retirement today, he would definitely return to the Emerson family tomorrow. Hawk just wanted to see if there was anything he could help with. He felt he owed this son too much.

Just as Hawk was about to say something, the door to the training room opened. “Mr. Farrell, the mainframe and racing models have arrived, along with new cleaning tools. Why did you buy all these things and send them here? Aren’t you afraid Sijun will get mad at you? Oh, Serena, you’re here! No wonder Hawk won today with your guidance!” Hayden said as he brought in the items. Tina took a sip of cola and said, “Why do you talk so much?” Hayden immediately shut his mouth and placed five limited-edition racing models on the table. Looking around boldly, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why is this place so messy? Don’t you usually clean?” Everyone thought: This is what it looks like after cleaning; can you believe it?

Jared gave Hayden a hard kick and said, “Stop talking so much! Replace the mainframe quickly.” Hayden sighed and pointed at Nathan Lehman, saying, “Come on, let’s replace it together.” Edward Sullivan and others felt embarrassed and joined in to help. Jared didn’t just replace the mainframe; he also got new computer desks and chairs. The whole setup was much better than before. Leon’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the five limited-edition racing models and said, “These… these cost $100, 000 each!” Hayden looked up and said, “Do you like them? Since you’re Serena’s apprentice, I’ll give you a few more; we have plenty at home.”

Jared looked up and said something that made Hawk’s entire team shudder: “For the next seven days, I’ll be cleaning here.” “What!” Edward Sullivan exclaimed in surprise and quickly said to Tina, “Coach, forget it; we still need this training room. We have new cleaning robots now; everything is automated. There’s no need to do it manually.” Tina didn’t say anything while Jared sat steadily in his chair and said firmly, “No way. I lost.” Edward Sullivan thought: Please spare me; I still need to work here as a coach!

Lysander sat down and turned on his computer slowly saying, “People who don’t understand esports don’t belong in our training room; there’s no need for them to clean either.” Hayden almost choked on his cola. Not understand esports? Kid, you’re really naive.

Jared smirked and walked over to turn on another computer without looking at Lysander but exuding coldness: “Wanna compete?” Lysander was already feeling defiant; now that Jared wanted to challenge him in his own field, he accepted readily: “Sure! If I lose, I’ll stay away from Tina.” Jared sneered without taking Lysander seriously: “I bet with Tina that if you win, I’ll clean your training room for a week. If you lose, I won’t clean it at all.” For once, Edward Sullivan’s team wanted Lysander to lose.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Lysander squinted his eyes and agreed: “Deal!” Tina sat quietly without even lifting her eyes. Although she had never seen Jared play games before, she knew in her heart that Lysander was no match for him.

Hayden became interested and even pulled Edward Sullivan and others into placing bets. Lysander chose his best hero and rushed straight at Jared but within moments found his screen darkening as Jared took the first kill.

Hawk’s entire team was stunned by Jared’s skills! How did he get first blood so quickly? Lysander revived only to be killed again repeatedly seven or eight times in a row while Jared stood steadily in the center waiting for solo kills without advancing or retreating.

Eventually unable to even hold his mouse properly anymore Tina coughed lightly saying “Uncle that’s enough.” “Alright whatever you say” replied Jared glancing at Tina before swiftly pushing down towers winning solo flawlessly leaving Lysander incredulous unable to believe how utterly helpless he had been against him.

Hawk’s other members were equally speechless remembering last seeing such one-sided domination when facing off against Tina herself wondering what exactly made Jared so formidable.

Edward Sullivan finally recalled what Jared had mentioned earlier asking “Why did you bet with our coach? Is it because Orson is your brother?” Hayden interjected “You guys don’t know? Mr Farrell is Snake’s external coach.”

“What! You’re that legendary coach who led Snake through six consecutive championships?” exclaimed Edward Sullivan incredulously while Jared calmly placed his headset back onto its stand shutting down the game before walking over towards Tina extending his hand softly saying “Tina I won let’s go.”

Tina took his hand telling Edward Sullivan’s group “I won’t be attending the celebration party enjoy yourselves.” At this moment Lysander suddenly asked “Jared are you really Snake’s coach?”

Jared glanced at him briefly without replying holding onto Tina’s hand leaving together yet conveying clearly enough even within your own domain I can still crush you completely.