Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 526: Brother, Please Save Grace

Jared knew what was happening and stopped asking questions, opting instead to mingle with various guests

alongside Tina. Before long, Max approached, "Mr. Farrell, congratulations." "There's no need for formalities, Mr.

Hancock," Jared replied coolly.

It seemed neither remembered that the engagement party was originally planned for Jared and Grace.

After smutual business flattery, Max pointed towards the deck, "Mr. Farrell, since it's your first there,

why not take your lady to see the view from the deck? | can't speak for much, but the view is definitely first-

rate." "Thank you, Mr. Hancock," Jared accepted.

Max smiled, nodded discreetly to Tina, and then went off to attend to other guests.

Tina looked towards the deck and tapped her earpiece, "Husky girl, report your position."

"Serena, I'm not the Husky girl, I'm the Samoyed, the Samoyed!" Paula White emphasized several times.

Samoyed was the code nshe had chosen for herself, also known as the Smiling Angel. She felt it was

necessary to have a code nto fit in.

"Idiots of the sled, there are two of you, hurry up and report your positions."

Paula White grunted, "Starboard side at nine o'clock, stern at three o'clock, one ‘Morning Glory' at each spot, no

other anomalies detected, no new bombs identified, please be cautious."

Tina understood and exchanged a glance with Jared; they then discreetly disappeared into the crowd.

In the lounge area, Connor was still chatting with Grace.

Connor's eyes, gleaming with intensity, roamed over Grace, his desire gradually becoming evident.

"Grace, when grandma wanted you to get engaged to Jared, | thought it was unsuitable. How could someone

with such an icy demeanor ever match up to you?"

Grace avoided Connor's intense gaze, her demeanor slightly shy yet teasing, "It's also my fault, overestimating

myself. | don't know why, but | always seem to give people the wrong impression. Those people that day were

just good friends, | never expected..."

"Don't worry, | understand," Connor stepped closer to her, "Those people are even less worthy to be with you."

Grace internally scoffed, thinking he was far less suitable, but her words cout coyly, "Connor, do you really

think so?"

"Of course, you're perfect in my eyes."

Grace was about to say something else when suddenly she received a message on her phone from Stephanie.

Stephanie was asking her to meet at the stern of the ship.

Stephanie hadn't ctoday; how could she suddenly be on the ship?

Though puzzled, Grace found an excuse and left.

After she left, Connor took a drug from his pocket and quietly sprinkled it into her drink.

"Hmph, such a flirt, pretending to be pure. Let's see how long you can keep it up!"

Grace reached the stern, where Stephanie, dressed as a server, quickly pulled her aside. "Stephanie, what are

you doing?"

Stephanie didn't have tto explain and asked urgently, "Were you with Connor?"

"Yes, he cto chat, what's the matter?" Grace asked, confused.

Stephanie sighed, "I knew that good-for-nothing was up to no good. He's plotting to take advantage of you... to

get you pregnant with a Lyon family child, so you'd have to marry him no matter what." Grace gasped in shock,

"How could he...?"

"I heard it with my own ears, so | sneaked in, Grace, you must not go with him."

Grace paused for a moment, a plan forming in her mind. She grabbed Stephanie's hand. "Stephanie, do you still

wantto marry Jared? Even after seeing what you saw, would you still want that?" Stephanie certainly did not

want that, but there was no other option now; letting Grace marry Jared was the only way to achieve their goals.

Just as Megan had said, they could always get rid of her later, but for now, they needed to secure the Hancock

family's assets.

"Of course, | do. You are my best sister."

Grace smiled with relief. "Then, Stephanie, | have a plan. Help me, and after tonight, | will definitely be able to

marry Mr. Farrell!" Stephanie looked puzzled. "What plan?"

"Just followquietly later, and when you see Connor takeaway, you..."

On the stern of the boat, Tina, who was hanging from the railing, overheard their entire plan.

She nodded appreciatively; Grace was quick-witted, a talent wasted if not for scriptwriting.

"Uncle, did you hear everything? | think it's a brilliant plan, catching a turtle in a jar!"

At that moment, Tina's words were heard clearly by everyone on the searpiece channel.

Hayden was the first to laugh. "Captain Wolf, seems like Serena is calling you a turtle."

"Hmm, after this mission, you're transferred to the Arctic," Jared responded lightly, his mood seemingly buoyant

as he clinked glasses with someone.

"No, no, no, my mistake, isn't that enough?" Hayden quickly admitted his fault.

The Arctic? That's no place for dogs.

Paula White: "Aren't you just a husky?"

Hayden: Speechless...

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free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Tina pulled on the rope and jumped down a few more steps.

"Uncle, don't embarrasstonight, you've got lucky charms."

Jared sighed, "Stop it, be safe."

Tina laughed, "You too."

The earpiece then returned to silence. Jared mingled among the crowd, his gaze sharp as a wolf in the night,

hunting under the moonlight.

Soon, a person dressed as a waiter rushed towards Jared. "Jared, it's Stephanie, something terrible has

happened, you need to cwith me, Connor is harassing Grace!" Without hesitation, Stephanie pulled Jared

toward the guest rooms.

"Jared, Grace messagedsaying she felt dizzy and disoriented after chatting with Connor and soon lost

contact. Thankfully, she sentthe room location before she went silent. We must hurry and save her!"

Stephanie, fraught with urgency, led Jared to the guest rooms. "This is it, Jared, should you knock?"

Jared stood before the door, hearing faint cries from inside, his expression dark. "Why should | knock?" Startled,

Stephanie realized Jared was questioning her, questioning why she hadn't knocked herself. She tugged timidly at

Jared's sleeve, her voice tinged with tears, "I'm scared."

Inside the room.

Grace was pinned down on the bed by Connor.

Connor's hands, filled with lust, had already left bruises on her legs.

"What's the act? As if you haven't been slept with by countless men, what's one more night?" he sneered. As he

spoke, Connor tore at Grace's dress strap, biting her tender shoulder, leaving a trail of teeth marks.