Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Carl Langdon, Luke Langdon's brother, was poised to be the next head of the Langdon family. Luke, ostensibly devoted to medicine, was in fact working for their aunt within the family. The two were engrossed in developing an elixir of eternal life. Dorothy Russell's encounter with Luke was likely orchestrated by their side.

But, perhaps, that was for the best. She was tired of mere sentimental exchanges; after all, the strongest bonds in this world are those of mutual benefit. Pausing, she smiled and said, "You don't expect me to help you with the elixir, do you?" Though phrased as a question, her statement was assertive.

The woman chuckled lightly, not denying it.

"Do you even have such intentions?"

she asked, her cold eyes sweeping over Luke.

"After all, my nephew has done so much for you. Those outside are not easy to deal with."

Dorothy knew she was referring to Tina, Jared, and their people, as well as the X Bureau. After a recent battle, the GTO organization was left in disarray. Without the backing of the Langdon family, Dorothy would surely be captured if she dared show herself. This woman was not merely negotiating in good faith; she was coercing Dorothy into agreement.

Dorothy smiled faintly, straightening her skirt and sitting upright.

"Well, when you put it that way, I can hardly refuse. Don't worry, we've been cooperating for so long, one more time won't hurt."

Indeed, it was a collaboration, as the people under Luke were effectively hers.

Dorothy prided herself on her ability to seize the moment, "Not only that, but all the remaining people at my disposal will cooperate with you."

A few days later, at a tea house amid lingering aromas, Ruud took a sip of his tea and said, "Let's make this quick, I'm short on time."

Ella Bailey bowed her head.

"Elsa said that the item has already been taken by Tina. I can't find her now."

"Again with Tina?"

Ruud frowned.

"She doesn't want to give it to you?"

Ella shook her head, her expression troubled.

"No, it's like she's intentionally avoiding me. I wait on her usual routes home, even at the hospital. I'm always one step behind, even if I stake out Elsa's place. Somehow, Tina seems to anticipate my moves and suddenly tells Elsa she's busy, then delays."

By the end, Ella's expression carried a trace of resentment.

"I really had no choice but to come to you."

The more Ruud heard, the tighter his brow furrowed.

"You want me to intervene? No, that would expose the plan." "But..."

Ella feared her mother wouldn't last much longer. If not for this plan, she would have already pleaded with Jared. She couldn't believe that, despite everything, Logan would just watch his own daughter die. Ruud raised an eyebrow.

"Just go to Logan, he will help you."

Ella Bailey, puzzled, said, "Really? But previously, you advised me to hide my identity and avoid any contact with the Farrell family. Why the change now?"

Ruud offered no explanation, only leaving behind an enigmatic "The time has come," as he stood and left.

Ella, watching his retreating figure, muttered, "What time has come? General Praevion is acting so oddly today."

Meanwhile, at Elsa's villa, after another session treating Austin, Tina advised on some dietary precautions before preparing to leave. Before Elsa could make a move, she hesitated and called out, "Tina, that, Ella Bailey, she..."

"Did she come by again yesterday?"

Tina was not surprised by what she was about to say.

Elsa paused, then smiled shyly and nodded, "Maybe you should just give it back to me. I'm afraid she might lose her patience and harm you."

Tina was not worried at all.

"Don't worry, that won't happen. If I were to give it back to you, that would really mean we're out of options. As long as I have it, Ella Bailey can't find me and will have to cool her heels. I've been too busy to deal with her lately, but I'll talk to her in a few days."

"But, but what if Miss Bailey can't wait that long?"

Elsa remembered all too well the troubles Ella Bailey had caused; this lady was not known for her patience. Their family had suffered before Tina's arrival.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

In Tina's cool gaze was the same composure Elsa had always seen, as if there was some magical power at work. Her inner anxiety miraculously calmed by just one look from Tina.

After chatting for a while longer, Tina finally left the Dyer family.

Lately, those GTO lackeys, who seemed to have gone mad, were always hopping around outdoors. They were nobodies who had hidden in the deep forests for who knows how long, unaware of the changes in the outside world. But when they did stir up trouble, they were not to be underestimated.

She and Jared were overwhelmed with work.

It took them a great effort to finally deal with this group, and only then did they remember Eric, who was locked up at the Lyon family's place. The Lyon family.

In the dead of night, when all the surrounding villas were plunged into darkness, the Lyon family's house was still brightly lit.

"Let me out!"

"Let me out, Tina! Jared! What right do you have to hold me? I'll sue you for illegal detention! Let me out!"

At the end of the second-floor corridor, Eric's hoarse shouts had been going on for days.

He seemed tireless.

His voice was hoarse from shouting every day, yet he still screamed on schedule.

Outside his room door, two black-clad bodyguards rolled their eyes at hearing the same lines as yesterday, or the days before. Annoyed to death!Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

One, with a shorter temper, banged loudly on Eric's door, "Quiet! Keep it up, and I'll throw you out the window!"

"Alright, alright."

The other held him back, "He's still Mr. Farrell's relative, even if he's not all there. Go easy on him."

Mr. Farrell and his wife were coming to interrogate him tomorrow.

They just had to guard this one last night, just endure a little longer.

Seeing the threat worked, and the noise inside stopped, the guard shook off his hands, "I've been watching him so much these past few days; it's driven me to the brink. I'll have to tell the team leader, I need an extra chicken leg!" His colleague nodded noncommittally, thinking he was talking about a raise, but it turned out to be just this simple request.

"Snap!"

A sound, and then their vision suddenly dimmed.

Almost instinctively, one guard switched on the backup flashlight on his body and assumed a combat stance, "Who's there, come out!"

The other guard did the same, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings.