Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 626: No Regrets

Tina pushed open the heavy iron door and rubbed her arms. Despite the sunny day, the place felt ominously cold and terrifying. "Mom, Grandpa, are you sure you don't need me to accompany you?" Tina asked.

Grandpa Brookes shook his head. "No need. Just wait outside for us. Alina and I can handle this feud alone."

Tina nodded and watched as Natalie and Grandpa Brookes entered. She then sat in the car and started eating a strawberry cake.

As Natalie pushed open the door, a nauseating stench of filth hit her. The person sitting in the room slowly turned her head at the sound. Her hair was messy and draped over her shoulders, clearly unwashed for days. Her clothes were stained, and her bare feet were caked with mud. The foul smell emanated from her.

Seeing such a scene, Grandpa Brookes sighed deeply. "Rachel..."

Rachel had been confined here since surviving an explosion at a cliff and being treated in the hospital. The place looked like a detached villa but was essentially a prison cell with fully furnished, albeit black, furniture that never saw the light of day. The large yard felt like a haunted house. There were no lights, no windows, and even the walls were black.

Rachel, living in this perpetual darkness, suffered a fate worse than death. Although food was delivered daily just to keep her alive, she lost all sense of time and place, unable to hear anything and only finding food when hunger compelled her to fumble in the dark.

Suddenly exposed to light, Rachel struggled to adjust. After a long while, she managed to see who was before her. She slowly stood up, her mouth agape but no sound coming out. She stared blankly at Natalie and Grandpa Brookes. After what seemed an eternity, she suddenly ran towards them, shouting, "I am the only true daughter of the Brookes family, I am the only true daughter..."

Natalie struck her, pushing her back and shielding her father.

Grandpa Brookes shook his head, realizing the depth of Rachel's obsession. "Rachel, there's nothing left to say. I raised you all these years, and now our ties are severed. I will never forgive you. Stay here and fend for yourself." With that, Grandpa Brookes patted Natalie's hand, signaling it was time to leave.

Natalie had no desire to speak further with the madwoman. Today's visit was merely to help Grandpa Brookes make a final break.

He had sincerely raised Rachel as his own daughter, never mistreating her. But their father-daughter relationship had to end.

As they turned to leave, Rachel's eerie laughter echoed in the darkness, her face twisted and grotesque. She resembled a character from a horror movie, lying on the ground.

"Fate? Ha, you talk to me about fate?"

prosperity to the Brookes family? Or was it that I, as an adopted daughter, could bring

but

raw exposure of her deep-seated bitterness and

no Tina, nor would I have ended up like

many baseless rumors. Many people don't understand why I adopted Rachel and Angela, given that there were already many children in the family, and I never

was somewhat curious: "Dad, why did you adopt her in the

Rachel was the child of one of my subordinates. Her parents died in duty, and I originally planned to send her to an orphanage and sponsor her until she was grown. But you said you wanted a

smiled after hearing this, realizing that karma had come

picked up

don't remember how I felt back then, but if you ask

even picking up an ungrateful creature

raised wolves

"Master, is it possible that I

Tina: "Uncle Wolf!"

his daughter, "Tina really takes after

Brookes',

and daughter shared a smile; there's not much

regret are those who can't withstand the so-called

were not ones to

own hands, no matter the consequences, they

Natalie and Grandpa Brookes also

and daughter drove Grandpa Brookes back to

door, feeling sentimental, "My daughter really is capable, restoring my research institute just like

pouted, "Mom, are you praising

my daughter, if you're capable, isn't it because I am?" Natalie was

every twist and turn. The next

Wraith, everyone