Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Generations of grandparents and grandchildren had a long conversation in the study. When they came out, only Joshua looked somewhat gloomy. Tina and Abigail had also agreed to design a set of formal dresses together. As the three emerged, they were greeted by the others. “Joshua,” Abigail affectionately took Joshua’s arm and whispered, “What’s wrong?” Joshua gave a wry smile and silently shook his head.

“I’ll take Tina home first,” Jared said, holding Tina’s hand and greeting everyone. It was getting late, and Hugo had already sent a message asking about Tina, who indeed needed to head home. After saying goodbye to Logan and the others, Tina and Jared left together. Nathan and Courtney were already waiting outside, and they approached as the pair emerged.

“Miss Reed, according to Jasmine’s intelligence, we found the location where Lily was producing Crimson Silk, but by the time we got there, everyone had already left,” Courtney reported. Tina nodded in acknowledgment. She had anticipated this situation, so it was not surprising. Jasmine was the second-in-command of GTO, and if something happened to her, the first to notice would be the boss of GTO. Naturally, they would have moved Lily elsewhere, since she was the only one who controlled Crimson Silk.

However, Tina had not figured out what other use the boss of GTO had for Crimson Silk besides using it to kill Jared. Although potent, Crimson Silk was not without antidote, at least for her; the poison was ineffective. Its only significant effect was that it had a long incubation period, which could disfigure a person. Other than that, it had no substantial utility. If it was about taking a life, she had several other poisons at her disposal, far more potent than Crimson Silk. Why then were they so intent on obtaining and manufacturing Crimson Silk?

Thinking of this, Tina suddenly felt like digging a hole to bury herself. Initially, she had traded Crimson Silk with Vivienne to acquire some medicinal herbs. To her, the herbs were more crucial than Crimson Silk. Later, when she learned that Vivienne had obtained Crimson Silk, she wanted to see if Vivienne would use it against Jared. However, after a long wait and various incidents, she had forgotten about the Crimson Silk, not realizing it would lead to such trouble.

Nathan opened the car door as Jared and Tina approached, “Mr. Farrell, the boss wants to see you too.”

“Hmm,” Jared acknowledged. After dropping Tina off at her home, he headed to headquarters. Except for those on duty, only Christopher Parr’s office was lit. Jared knocked on the door, “Boss, you wanted to see me?”

Christopher Parr, wearing black-framed reading glasses and standing by a solid wooden cane, had a few strands of silver amid his otherwise dark hair, reflecting a dignified aura not merely from wrinkles but from a naturally commanding presence. Underneath the agency, many joked that Jared would look just like him when he aged, though Jason adamantly disagreed, claiming that their captain would never have wrinkles.

Christopher Parr looked up, removed his glasses, and pointed to the couch with the arm of the glasses, “Sit.” Jared did not hesitate and sat down, “Working late, is there overtime pay?” Christopher Parr gave him a glance, leaned on his cane to sit in front of him, and started pouring tea, “Do you really need the overtime pay?” Jared curved his lips, took a sip of the tea, and complimented, “Nice tea.”

“The tea is good, and so is the person who sent it,” Christopher Parr said, setting down the teapot and savoring the aroma of his own tea. “Do you know who sent the tea?” Jared looked up, waiting for his response.

Christopher Parr continued, “It was my boss. He came to the agency today asking about Mr. White’s whereabouts.” Jared’s expression remained unchanged, “And then?”

“And then?” Christopher Parr snorted, “Mr. White has always been under my surveillance. The last time he appeared before me was three days ago at the Farrell family’s press conference in your hall. But after the conference ended, her signal was lost. Where is she?”

Jared raised an eyebrow, “I was about to ask the same thing. They entered my company and no one informed me?”

Christopher Parr choked briefly, “It’s a confidential matter, so I didn’t notify you.”

“Confidential? Since joining the team, I’ve been tracking GTO, and now you tell me my job is confidential? Should I be facing a military court?” Jared spoke in a flat, even tone.

Christopher Parr pursed his lips, “I know you’re upset, but I’m just following orders from above, Jared. If you have Mr. White with you, hand him over to me, and I’ll handle it.”

“Don’t know, haven’t found him, still looking,” Jared leaned back, his expression indifferent.

Christopher Parr breathed a sigh of relief, “You’ve got that deadpan look, just like Hayden. Alright, get out.”

Jared didn’t hesitate to stand and leave, breezing past Christopher Parr like a gust of wind.

Christopher Parr lowered his gaze to the teacup Jared had just used and after a moment, a scoff escaped his lips.

After leaving headquarters, Jared sent a message to Tina.

“Blown cover, keep a strict watch.”

At that time, Tina was lying in bed. Seeing Jared’s message, the corners of her lips curved slightly.

The first to notice was the mysterious boss of GTO, and the second was the X Bureau!

It seemed this undercover agent was getting impatient.

Tina squinted her eyes, looking at the three photos that came through on her phone.

These people were all linked to a failed operation with her mother years ago.

The first was Christopher Parr; the other two were just photos and code names, even their real names unknown.

She had no leads to follow.

She would have to wait for them to slip up.

The next day.

Jared received a warning letter personally issued by Christopher Parr.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Special Squad Captain ‘Wolf’ mishandled the operation, key suspect lost, suspension warning!”

The first to explode was Jason.

“Damn! Who acted? Who let the key suspect go? Don’t those old men upstairs have a clue? Fuck, those old bastards, I’m going to find them now!”

After Jason had kicked over two trash cans and smashed three water glasses and four flowerpots, Nathan and Hayden stopped him.

“Let me go, you bastards!”

“Can you calm down for a second? The captain’s suspended, and if you get disciplined too, how are we supposed to work?” Nathan pushed Jason away, angered by the tear in his newly tailored suit.

Hayden, unusually calm, sat panting, “Jason, ask anyone in the team who isn’t upset? A rank higher crushes the lower, you know that? Wait until Mr. Farrell speaks up, if he agrees, I’ll smash the boss’s office with you!”

Meanwhile, Jared was lying at home, and the Farrell family’s door had a steel knife plunged into it, unopened yet five centimeters deep into the door, showing the force behind it.

Orson struggled half a day to pull it out, but the knife didn’t budge.

Jared lazily got up and pulled the knife from the door.

“Bro, what’s this about?” Orson was stunned, having exerted immense effort.

Jared ran a finger along the blade of the knife, leaving a mark.

He chuckled, casually throwing the knife onto the concrete floor, where it was completely submerged.

“It’s nothing, just kids playing house.”