Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

In an underground laboratory of a certain city.

Lily’s experiment had failed again.

She nearly collapsed, sweeping everything onto the floor in frustration.

Why couldn’t she develop Crimson Silk?

Why couldn’t she ever surpass Tina?

Why not? Her medical expertise was no less than Tina’s.

Why couldn’t she just develop Crimson Silk?

The door to the laboratory swung open.

Lily, as if electrocuted, stood up and stumbled backward, “Mr. … Mr. White, I’m still trying. I will figure it out as soon as possible, I won’t cause you any trouble, ah!”

Lily was seized by the hair by iron-strong hands and her head was brutally knocked against the corner of a lab table.

A gash opened on her forehead, blood gushing out.

Mr. White, his face twisted with rage, yanked her head repeatedly, smashing it against the wall and the table.

He vented his fury incessantly!

Lily felt as though she was stepping through the gates of hell, barely clinging to life.

Mr. White finally stopped, hurling Lily forcefully away.

She was adept and measured, torturing Lily to the brink of death while ensuring she remained alive.

Lily’s vision was a curtain of blood, and through the blood-soaked blur, she faintly made out the scar on Mr. White’s face.

She knelt trembling on the ground, “Mr. White, please give me another chance.”

Mr. White, sitting casually, twisted open a bottle of water and poured it over Lily’s head, then finished the last few drops himself.

Lily’s hair dripped with water, her hands and feet cold.

Mr. White took a deep breath.

Lately, a bounty hunter had been inquiring about him, limiting his movements.

Fortunately, his location remained undisclosed, or he would have been targeted long ago!

He paused, then turned to look at Lily, “Do you know how much effort we’ve put in to get you out? We’ve rescued you twice, risking exposure, and yet you’ve been of no use at all!”

Lily shivered again, “I’m close to developing Crimson Silk, Mr. White, I’m telling the truth, it’s almost ready.”

Mr. White disdainfully looked away.

On his last visit to the CK boss Tiger, he was played for a fool, not only failing to learn anything about Crimson Silk but also nearly getting captured.

Thankfully, he had been clever enough not to reveal his true identity.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to escape.

Now, all his hopes rested on Lily and that man.

Just then, Mr. White’s phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, Mr. White quickly changed his expression.

He walked to a secluded spot and answered, “Hello.”

“How are things?”

From the other end came a lazy voice, tinged with coolness.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“Useless,” Mr. White said, casting a fierce glance at Lily.

Lily quickly lowered her head, fearing another outburst from Mr. White.

“As expected,” the person stretched lazily, “CK has sent me a letter.”

Mr. White paused, then asked, “What did they say?”

“They want us to get Vivienne out. They say she’s still useful, and the condition is, they’ll give us Crimson Silk.”

“To exchange Crimson Silk for Vivienne, I didn’t realize she was so important to CK,” Mr. White chuckled, “Did you agree?”

“Yes, Vivienne herself isn’t much of a criminal, releasing her is easy. The important thing is Crimson Silk; with that, things will be much easier for you.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Mr. White ended the call, a smirk playing on his lips. He turned his head to look at Lily. Slowly squatting down, he lifted Lily’s chin with his hand, “Take care of yourself. In a few days, I have important matters for you to handle.”

Lily nodded repeatedly, “Yes, I understand.”

Meanwhile, Clara was pulling strings everywhere, trying to get her husband out of trouble. With her daughter gone, her husband away, and her son Walter being a drain on their resources, how much longer could their household hold on? Amid her urgency, she received a phone call.

“Is this Vivienne’s family? She’s fallen ill and is applying for medical parole.”

Vivienne had suffered a sudden heart attack in prison. If not for the timely discovery by the prison guards, she might have been dead. Taken to the hospital, the doctors diagnosed her with severe organic cardiovascular disease, essentially acute heart disease, which could be life-threatening at any moment. Clearly, she was not fit for incarceration.

Upon hearing the news, both Tina and Jared curved their lips into a smile.

“You find this amusing?” Hayden, red-faced with anger, burst out, “Another one walks free? I’ve known Vivienne for years and never knew her to have heart issues. Now she’s suddenly on her deathbed? What a joke!”

Tina’s lips curled up slightly.

Before Vivienne was incarcerated, to prevent any suicide attempts by poisoning, she had been thoroughly checked, even undergoing a physical exam.

She was in excellent health, thriving and robust. And yet, after just over a month in jail, she supposedly developed a heart condition so severe it warranted medical parole? The irony made her scoff.

Jared sat on the sofa, holding the fruit tea Tina had left behind, eyeing the name signed on Vivienne’s medical parole application-his direct superior, Christopher Parr.

Christopher Parr was a legendary figure who had once single-handedly infiltrated the enemy’s lair unarmed and unsupported, capturing the enemy leader but getting severely injured in the process. After handing over the enemy to his organization, he collapsed and later woke up to find one of his legs amputated due to poisoning. Since then, he had stepped back from frontline missions.

While Lark was still active, he and Christopher were not exactly partners, but their work was closely related. It was Christopher who had provided backup during that failed mission. After the mission’s failure and Lark’s disappearance, Christopher climbed the ranks, leveraging his capacity and acute situational judgments.

He had been Jared and Hayden’s instructor when they joined Agency X. Jared respected him greatly. But now-Jared’s eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint appearing.

“Look, Mr. Farrell, could you drop the cryptic boss act and just find out what’s really going on here?” Hayden, too agitated to sit still, paced in circles.

Vivienne was no ordinary criminal. She was the second-in-command of CK, the feared Black Dragon on the black market. Releasing her could potentially lead to serious trouble.

Moreover, with Agency X’s special squad’s missions failing one after another, how could they maintain their reputation?

Mr. White had fled, Lily had disappeared en route, and now Vivienne was getting medical parole. It seemed nobody wanted to keep working.

For a special squad like theirs, repeated incidents like these could easily demoralize the troops. How would they lead in the future?

After all, it seemed everyone was destined to be released.