Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Tina slammed the phone down with a snap, her brows furrowed with an icy sternness. Three minutes later, Tina and Jared arrived simultaneously. The bomb research base was located beneath East Bay Square, covering half the square. From the scene, it was evident that the escape was hasty, as only crucial documents were taken.

The personnel from Mountain Veil Order had already evacuated, and Hayden, leading the first squad, had thoroughly searched the base. “Serena, Mr. Farrell, take a look at this,” Hayden approached, carrying a box. Jared opened the box to reveal a model of a new type of bomb, obviously left behind in the chaos. This further proved that the group had received a sudden message; otherwise, they would never have left something so significant behind.

Tina took out the model. It was a one-to-one replica. Although not as straightforward as textual information, anyone well-versed in weapons research could decipher the bomb’s structure. The new bomb’s main feature was its undetectability by scanners, its compact size, ease of transport, and concealability. If one could figure out how it evaded detection, preventive measures could be taken.

Tina secured the model, “I’m taking this with me.” Jared nodded, deciding not to report the new bomb model to his superiors. He still had that much authority. Jared only called Nathan to report the escape of the suspects and did not return to headquarters.

Along the way, Hayden was fuming. “Damn it, if they had controlled the area sooner, I don’t believe these people could have escaped. Are the higher-ups brain-dead? If they were worried about civilian safety, they could have made up any excuse to evacuate them; I had already thought of several, like a fire drill or an earthquake drill. It’s infuriating!”

Courtney could hardly stand it anymore, “Husky, can you shut up?” Already frustrated by their failure, Hayden’s constant cursing only aggravated her further. “I can’t shut up. How many times has it been? This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work, I think surrendering directly would be best, just quit it.”

Hayden’s anger was not without reason, as he pointed out, even without a crackdown, merely controlling the surroundings would have prevented the situation of arriving at an empty building. “Jared, can’t you climb up higher?” Hayden, overcome with anger, called Jared by his full name, showing his intense frustration.

Courtney massaged her forehead, realizing no one could save them now. Jared, sitting in the back, darkly said, “Sure, what else would Master Hayden instruct?”

Hayden abruptly stopped the car, breaking out in a cold sweat as he realized what he had just said. What a disaster! “Serena, help!”

Indeed, Tina seemed to have heard Hayden’s heart’s cry. She tugged at Jared’s arm, the other hand pointing at the model in her hand, slowly saying, “Uncle, it’s time you climbed up.”

Several operations had gone awry because of the X Bureau. The true cause of her mother’s death had never been uncovered. Who was it that had called her mother, leading her to choose suicide? She had never focused her attention on the X Bureau before, a team and leadership her mother had trusted. She had trusted them too! But now… Ha! If she found out that a failed mission of her mother’s years ago was due to a mole from the X Bureau, she would make them realize that neither prison nor the grave was their best refuge.

Jared’s eyebrows slightly raised, instantly grasping Tina’s intent, “Hmm, I think so too, Master Hayden, you’ve worked hard today.”

Hayden felt a chill rise from his feet, turning around with a gloomy face, “Mr. Farrell, I was wrong!”

Tina toyed with the new bomb model in her hands, her lips curved in a cunning smile, her cool eyes scheming against Hayden.

Jared was even more amused, his typically serene eyes now curved in laughter.

Hayden, seeing their expressions, panicked immensely!

He would have preferred Serena to slap him twice, or for Mr. Farrell to kick him.

But not to be smiled at like this!

Did they know how sinister their smiles looked?

Like the King of Hell to a mere ghost!

Unable to bear it, Hayden clasped his hands together, pleading with the two in the back seat, “Serena, Mr. Farrell, I was wrong, truly wrong. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it. I won’t hesitate to ascend a mountain of swords or plunge into a sea of flames, even running naked on Mount Everest wouldn’t bring me any complaints!”

Jared’s slender fingers rested on the car seat, his neatly manicured fingertips gently tapping the leather, “No need for Master Hayden to sacrifice himself like that, just help me contact someone.”

Tina nodded, her fingers, pale as scallions, holding the new bomb model, her smile reaching her eyes, “I wouldn’t want our little brother to brave a mountain of swords or run naked on Mount Everest.”

Hayden thought to himself, am I still going to end up running naked…

“Do you two intend to find her?” Hayden stuttered out the question.

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In this world, there was only one.

Jared and Tina remained silent, their smiles ambiguous as they watched him.

Hayden’s expression was as if struck by lightning, he stumbled backwards, his head knocking heavily against the car window, stuttering, “No way, I absolutely cannot call Paula White, absolutely not!”

Paula White, who was she?

She was a clingy plaster he had finally shaken off!

A nightmare!

A devil!

The big bad wolf of Siberia!

Jared oh-ed, even dragging out the sound, turning his head to Tina, gently pinching her face, “Tina, I’m short of a coal miner in Africa.”

Tina shook her finger, “No, I need a male model over there, he’d be perfect.”

Hayden, “…”

You two are heartless.

But what could he do?

Under the tyranny of Mr. Farrell and Serena, how could he not compromise?

“I’ll call!” Hayden, tears near spilling, pulled out his phone and dialed his nightmare in front of Jared and Tina.

The phone rang for almost half a minute before it was lazily picked up, “Who’s this?”

Hayden paused, Paula White was someone who could recite his number by heart, even listed as his emergency contact.

Even if she hadn’t saved his number, she wouldn’t need to ask who it was!

“It’s Hayden, are you Paula White?” he asked, doubting his own existence.

“Oh, what’s up?” Paula White’s tone was indifferent, as if she was taking a call about a food delivery.

Hayden glanced at Tina, then said, “Uh, Serena needs you, do you have time?”

Paula White paused, her tone rising, “Are you sure it’s your Serena, not you?”

Hayden, slightly embarrassed, “Uh…”

Before he could finish, Paula White said, “I’m in the west district, come find me.”

She then hung up.