Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

In a modest farmhouse, Master Tam browsed through trending topics on social media and clicked his tongue, “That darn girl! It’s just a bit of money owed; does she need to chase me this long?”

Beside him sat a man dressed in sportswear, appearing around forty-five years old. Glancing at his phone and then at Master Tam, he remarked, “I told you not to wander around aimlessly! Did you really think she wouldn’t find you?”

Setting down his phone, Master Tam poured himself a glass of white liquor. After drinking it, he looked at the man, “What does it matter? If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t bear being away from my beloved apprentice for so long. All these years away, and not a soul to ask how I’ve been.”

“I even miss the medicinal meals she cooked, and of course, her cooking was delicious.”

The man’s mouth twitched, “…Are you sure what she made could be called food?”

Master Tam glared, “Stop your snide remarks. My dear apprentice’s cooking was delicious, only those who can’t appreciate it would say otherwise.”

The man shrugged, “…Alright! As long as you’re happy.”

Master Tam hummed a few notes and poured another drink. After a moment of silence, he said, “Tell me, how long are you going to keep this up? Don’t overcomplicate things! That girl has quite the temper! I deceived her once, and she went as far as digging up my grave. I tell you…”

The man scoffed, “Better mind yourself. They’ve already tracked you down to Ashbury. You can dodge once, but not forever.”

Master Tam snapped, “…If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all! You’re such a downer!”

The man simply shrugged and ignored him.

At a company under the Farrell family’s umbrella.

Vivienne returned to the office to collect her belongings. The design department greeted her warmly, expressing regret at her departure.

“After I leave, you all must continue to work hard and launch the new product soon,” Vivienne instructed the staff.

“Don’t worry, Vivienne, the new product has already launched. It’s a latest masterpiece from Master Irene, brought in by Mr. Farrell,” they informed her.

A flicker of jealousy crossed Vivienne’s eyes, but she masked it well, so well that everyone thought she was pleasantly surprised.

“Vivienne loves Master Irene’s work; meeting her in person must be thrilling for you.”

“Yeah, Vivienne, what does Master Irene look like? Can we have a meet-and-greet?”

“Do you think she’s a celebrity? Just get me her autograph, Vivienne, can you do that?”

The staff, unaware of Tina’s real identity as Master Irene and the events at Logan’s birthday party, continued their chatter. Jared had ensured everyone present at the event kept it a secret.

Vivienne forced a smile, “If it were so easy to meet Master Irene, she wouldn’t be the master she is. Now that I’m leaving the company, I won’t have the chance either. I’m really sorry I can’t help you.”

The staff didn’t press her, though they felt some regret.

Now that Vivienne was leaving, and with her popularity at the company, there were concerns about who would take over the design department. If the new boss wasn’t as approachable, their good days might be over.

After leaving the company, Vivienne made a phone call, “Make your move.”

At the Reed family.

Elsa and Tina stepped out together.

“Tina, have you discussed this with Jared? If you officially join the lab, it might not be as casual as it is now,” Elsa expressed her concern.

“Right.” Tina closed her eyes, her arms crossed over her chest, a hint of weariness on her face. Seeing this, Elsa didn’t continue. She escorted Tina into the laboratory. “Tina, I’ll leave you to it then; I have other tasks to attend to,” Elsa said before leaving. Tina waved her off casually, pulling on a pair of white gloves that tightly enveloped her slender fingers, a mix of restraint and temptation.

After Elsa left, Tina turned to the group behind her and said, “Let’s begin.”

Meanwhile, at the Farrell family residence, Logan suddenly fell ill and collapsed, unconscious. His personal doctor, unable to determine the cause, was followed by all the prominent doctors of Ashbury, whom Jared had summoned. None could help.

“Tina? Doesn’t she know some medical techniques? Why not call her?” Alexander muttered, but seeing Jared’s expression, he didn’t dare speak too loudly.

Jared, with a furrowed brow, replied, “I can’t reach Tina right now.”

“At a critical time like this, none of you are of any use; what good does it do my father to care for you?” Alexander scoffed, crying out towards Logan’s room, “Dad, it’s just unfortunate that Walter isn’t well, or he would have brought the best doctor.”

Just then, Vivienne hurried over, “Make way, let Lily have a look.” Lily emerged from behind Vivienne and said to Jared, “Mr. Farrell, let me try.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Without waiting for Jared’s response, Clara pushed Lily into the room. “Go on, Lily, my father can’t wait. Surely we aren’t going to wait for Master Irene to come and show him design drafts, are we?”

Lily pursed her lips and entered the bedroom with her medical kit. Vivienne sighed, “Jared, sorry, I was with Lily when I called her over. Grandfather’s health is crucial.”

Jared didn’t reply, his gaze fixed on the tightly closed door of Logan’s room, his eyes deep and mysterious.

Soon after, Lily emerged from the room. “Is the medicinal herb I brought a few days ago for grandfather still here?” she asked anxiously.

“It’s still here,” Mrs. Brown responded promptly from the side, quickly retrieving the medicine.

Lily sniffed the medicine. “This is it. Make it into a decoction, and quickly.”

“Alright, alright,” Mrs. Brown nodded vigorously, taking the medicine away.

While waiting for the medicine, Lily explained to everyone, “Mr. Farrell’s illness isn’t sudden; it’s been accumulating over days. Has grandfather recently acquired any new items, or eaten something unusual?”

“Grandfather’s food is always carefully selected by Jared, there shouldn’t be any mistakes. But if it’s about an item, there’s only…” Vivienne said meaningfully, looking towards Jared.

The gifts Logan received were all placed in the gift room; normally, he wouldn’t carry other items. The only thing he wore was a bracelet that Tina had given him.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards Jared.

Clara suddenly exclaimed, “Could it be the bracelet?”

Vivienne pressed her lips together, remaining silent.

Lily opened her mouth, looking as though she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Clara angrily burst out, “Well! I knew that girl was up to no good, so it was all here! Jared, this is your fiancee? Your grandfather has been so good to her, and she wants to kill him?”