Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 873: They're Going After Stephanie Logan's expression was grim, his lips pressed into a frown as he mulled over the situation.

On the large screen, Stephanie's figure appeared again. She was barefoot, her hips swaying slightly, dressed in a carefully chosen, sheer black lace slip dress. Gone was her act of innocence; tonight, she transformed into a seductive temptress. Biting her lip, she thought to herself, Surely, Asher won't resistthis time. Tonight, I'll get what I want.

Determined, she moved to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and mixed in a drug she had managed to obtain again. She stirred it until it dissolved, then carried the glass back to Asher.

Asher lay slumped on the couch, his head lolling to one side, his eyes tightly shut. Even in his drunken sleep, his expression was far from peaceful.

Stephanie's face flushed with frustration. She clenched her fists, her teeth grinding in defiance. Carefully lifting his head, she fed him the water, making sure not to wake him. This was her chance-her plan had to succeed tonight, no matter what. As Asher swallowed the drugged water, a spark of excitement flickered in Stephanie's eyes. This dosage was stronger than the last time.

She lay down on the floor, striking a suggestive pose, and waited for Asher's reaction. You won't be able to resistthis time, she thought triumphantly.

Moments later, Asher's body began to heat up. His cheeks flushed a deep red as if consumed by fire. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and an uncontrollable surge of desire drove him toward Stephanie.

With a click, his hands moved to his belt, and it cundone.

Stephanie's heartbeat quickened. She had waited for this moment. Her eyelashes trembled as she closed her eyes, anticipation written all over her face.

But a sharp, cracking sound echoed through the room.

Stephanie's eyes flew open, shocked, and she froze in place.

Asher had yanked his belt free, but instead of approaching her, he lashed it forcefully across his own arm. Blood began to trickle down, the injury a testament to his strength.

The pain seemed to snap him back to reality.

Stephanie shrieked, "I've laid myself out before you, and you still refuse me? What's wrong with me? Asher, I'm a woman too! How can you humiliatelike this-again? This is the second tyou've done this to me!" For the first tin her life, Stephanie felt utterly defeated, humiliated, and consumed by rage. Another crack of the belt rang out.

"Ah! That hurts!" Stephanie screamed as her trembling hand touched her face. Blood dripped onto the floor, the sound sharp in the silent room. She clutched her cheeks and let out an ear-piercing wail.

Despair, like a flood, overwhelmed her. Her voice cracked as she screamed, "The first tI drugged you, you resisted it and wouldn't touch me. I had to break my own hymen while lying alone in bed! Now, the second time, not only do you refuseagain, but you even destroy my face! Do you know what my face means to me? I hate you! I hate the Farrell family! I hate Marie-and I hate Tina even more!" Asher's lips pressed into a thin line, the metallic taste of blood filling his mouth as he bit his tongue. His voice was cold and resolute. "A filthy woman like you-I'd rather die than lay a finger on you. My heart belongs to Marie!" His declaration, firm and unwavering, echoed through the room and reached Marie, who was sitting in front of the movie screen.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she clung tightly to Tina's arm. In a trembling voice, she said, "Tina, we have to save Asher. He's been drugged-I'm afraid he can't hold on much longer. What if something happens to him? What will I do?" Tina's eyes flashed with determination. "I won't let anything happen to him." When Tina arrived, Asher was gripping the belt like a lifeline.

Asher's eyes widened in shock when he saw Tina. He had no idea how she had arrived. Moving quickly, Tina inserted silver needles into his pressure points, gradually calming the fire and pain raging inside him.

If Tina had been delayed any longer, Asher would have been ruined.

Marie stood behind Tina, and Asher immediately turned to her, his voice filled with urgency. "Marie, I don't want a divorce. I won't agree to it." Marie broke into tears and rushed into his arms. "I won't divorce you. I saw everything-you never touched her. It was all her doing. How could someone be so cruel and manipulative?" Asher held her tightly, his gaze filled with the sdeep love he had shown her for over a decade. Gently, he wiped the tears from her eyes. "It's okay. Don't cry anymore." Stephanie watched the scene unfold, her eyes blazing with hatred. The weight of despair crushed her, and her nails dug deep into her palms. She realized she had fallen into Tina's trap-a pit meticulously prepared for her. But it was too late. She had confessed everything.

Collapsing to the ground, Stephanie's face twisted with madness. Blood dripped from her lips as she laughed hysterically, the scars on her face making her look like a vengeful ghost.

"Tina, my biggest regret is meeting you. You destroyed the Lyon family, leavingwith nothing. You ledstep by step into this hell. Even if I die, I'll curse you!" Tina's gaze was cold and disdainful, as if she were looking at a mere insect. With a swift kick, she sent Stephanie flying several meters.

Stephanie coughed up blood and laughed maniacally, her voice chilling. "Tina, I'll haunt you even in death. You'll never escape my curse!" Tina's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Save those words for the dog kennel. Maybe your dog companions will bite you less if you beg them."

Jared walked in, his voice icy and ruthless. "You like drugging people? Then once you're thrown into the kennel, we'll make sure you're fed a pill every day." Stephanie's body trembled violently as she backed away, screaming, "No! I don't want this!" Jared's cold gaze swept over her, his tone brooking no argument. "Take her away." Logan didn't even spare her a glance. Seeing her again would only shorten his life, he thought.

Meanwhile, Boris was driving along a bumpy road that wound through desolate mountains. He clenched his teeth, suppressing the urge to curse as he navigated the treacherous terrain. When he finally arrived at the marked location, he slammed the car door shut in frustration. In the shadow of the forest, a small, thin man with a shabby appearance stood waiting for him.

Boris's eyes filled with disdain. "You're the one they sent to meet me?" The man nodded silently.

"What kind of ridiculous meeting spot a is this?" Boris spat. "Anyone passing by would think this was a setup for murder and body disposal! Do you know how long I drove to get here? Three hours!" The man remained silent, pulling a black cloth from his bag and motioning for Boris to wear it. Boris exploded in anger. "You wantto wear a blindfold? What, you don't trust me? Think I'll spill the location to someone else?"