Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 650: Tina's Fury

Three minutes later, the destroyed surveillance footage was fully restored. The monitor showed that while Nathan had stepped away to discuss tactics, Grace approached the command console.

However, because she was facing away from the camera, and her entire body blocked the view of the console, it was unclear what she was actually doing. The entire incident lasted only three seconds. Tina's eyes immediately filled with boundless rage, and she stood up and walked outside. Linden arrived at that moment, along with Christopher, trying to stop her.

"Tina, this is a matter for the X Bureau. Let us handle it," they said.

"Go back for now. The footage didn't show Grace touching the console. Let us investigate properly," they continued.

Grace was an agent sent from headquarters. If there was to be any accountability, it could only come from there. Furthermore, with people already injured, they couldn't afford to be too harsh. Linden and Christopher were angry as well, but as the directors of the Ashbury X Bureau, they couldn't act impulsively.

But Tina, furious as she was, was beyond their control. Even though these two were once ranked second and third within the X Bureau.

With one swift move, Tina grabbed each by the wrist and twisted. With a crack, both Christopher and Linden's arms were dislocated. They cried out in pain and stood frozen in place, coincidentally right under a surveillance camera. "See? It's not that we didn't stop her; we couldn't stop her," they seemed to say.

Meanwhile, Grace was sitting in the secretarial department with a bandage on her head, portraying the image of a diligent worker battling through illness. Her injury was not serious; it was more of a pretense than anything else.

moment, her biggest worry was that the technicians had restored the surveillance. The situation had been urgent, and she hadn't had time to prepare better, so she had used her body to block the view. She wondered if she had given herself

she had ways

door to the secretarial department was kicked open, slamming to the ground, startling everyone. Grace's hand shook, smearing lipstick across her face. Before she could react, she felt her neck grabbed and the next second, she was slammed onto the desk. The lipstick crushed against her face, and truth be told, it looked quite convincingly like bean paste was smeared across her face. Grace cried out in pain, "Who is

up, she met Tina's furiously angry face. A slap came, spinning Grace around 360 degrees, staggering a few

are you

you!" Tina replied, and with another kick, Grace felt as though she had been launched

as a person, and hurled it at Grace. Grace was terrified; the pot was so heavy it required two special agents to carry

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of rolling and crawling. Despite her efforts, she was struck on the ankle. Tears streamed down Grace's face

cracked her knuckles loudly, each pop resonating

hail, silencing the onlookers and reverberating throughout the building. Never had Tina resorted to such crude methods of discipline. But this time, her fury was

still in the ICU. To Tina, allowing her people to suffer such grievous injuries was no different from a premature death for Grace. Swollen from

leg and dragging her from the office all the way to where Linden stood. Every table, threshold, and step marked the path with Grace's battered body. The extent of the injuries was such that even

ankle was thrown down, Grace scrambled aside, pointing at a nearby pillar, stammering, "You-you-don't touch me, I'm calling the police, I'm going to

no longer feeling the pain, stood to witness the scene, now looking at what seemed a

no, it looks like