Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 205: As Expected, This Trick Works Best

Tristan glanced at the defeated Dexter Brookes and Damian, narcissistically flicking his hair. He smiled at Tina, "Serena, I recently modified a car. You'll definitely like it. I was thinking of bringing it over for you to try." "Oh?" Tina's interest was piqued at the mention of the car. Tristan's car modification skills were top-notch, and all the modified cars she had used before were his work. She raised an eyebrow at Tristan, "Where's the car?" "It'll be here soon." Tristan glanced smugly at Jared Farrell, not noticing the faint smile Jared hid behind his teacup.

The next second, Tristan's phone rang. His subordinate reported nervously, "Mr. Montague, your TLJ691 was hit on the way..."

"What?!" Tristan's eyes widened. "How bad is the damage?"

The subordinate hesitated, "It's... it's totaled..."

The entire car was crushed into scrap metal. How could it not be totaled?

"Who had the guts to crash my car?!" Tristan was furious. That car had cost him nearly ten million dollars to modify!

The subordinate stammered, "It was Mr. Farrell's people. They drove a steamroller over it..."

Tristan glared at Jared Farrell, "Jared Farrell, you dare destroy the gift I prepared for Serena?!"

"You destroyed so many of my houses," Jared Farrell said calmly, sipping his tea. "Is it too much for me to destroy one of your cars?"

He looked affectionately at Tina, who was raising an eyebrow at him. "Tina, whatever car you want, I can give you. My car modification skills are also excellent. Want to try?"

Tina almost spat out her tea. She suspected he was flirting, but she had no evidence.

Dexter Brookes and the others glared angrily at Jared Farrell, but they had all been defeated by him.

Wesley Soames cleared his throat and decided to step in. "Serena, I also prepared a gift for you."

He took out a large square box and was about to present the exquisite bloodstone he had prepared when he felt something moving inside the box. Frowning, he opened it and found a sleepy kitten inside, which meowed softly at him. "Ah! A cat!" Wesley Soames screamed, throwing the box and jumping three feet high, almost landing in Dexter Brookes' arms.

Tina caught the kitten in her hands. It was a cute British Shorthair with silver fur.

three brothers opposite

quite embarrassing for a six-foot-tall man to be afraid of

been traumatized as a child when he was locked in a room full of wild cats for three days and nights as a prank. He had never been able to overcome the psychological shadow it left. But very few people

kitten and looked at Jared Farrell, who was leisurely

looked at Hayden Cohen, who was huddled in a corner like a quail, and asked, "How did he know in advance what gifts we were going to give?" James Heart and

have prepared antique tea sets and paintings so

about Wesley Soames' fear of cats, which only they

guiltily and gave his eight angry brothers an awkward

second, they dragged him out to the

the living room; it would scare their future

save me! Mr. Farrell!" Hayden Cohen struggled and cried out to Jared Farrell for

sipped his tea without

to betray him and help demolish

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sofa, listening to Hayden Cohen's wails from the yard. They hesitantly asked Tina, "Shouldn't you stop them?

happening today?

tea just like Jared Farrell, indifferent to Hayden Cohen's

finished three cups of tea leisurely before taking out his phone to call Nolan Brookes, CEO of Brookes Group in the capital. "Mr. Brookes." Nolan Brookes sounded anxious on the other end. "Mr. Daryl, what can

only called for big

a

Nolan Brookes was puzzled.

Daryl's capabilities, when would he

brothers destroyed all my residences in Ensford. What do you suggest

"Those brats dared to offend you! Don't worry; I'll notify their fathers immediately

Farrell hung up the phone with satisfaction. Complaining to his wife always worked

who had just brutalized Hayden Cohen walked back into the living room feeling refreshed, their phones rang

"Dad?" Dexter Brookes answered.

"You brat! Are you itching for a beating? How dare you demolish someone's house! Get back here immediately! If you're not on a plane back to

was stunned, and his seven brothers seemed to be receiving similar treatment from their