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

if it captured her, she had ways to handle it. Thinking this, she took out her lipstick to

her neck grabbed and the next second, she was slammed onto the desk. The lipstick crushed against her face,

spinning Grace around 360 degrees, staggering a few steps

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and with another kick, Grace felt as though she had been launched into the air, crashing against the wall like a hapless

at Grace. Grace was terrified; the pot was so heavy

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tapped into the fullest extent of human potential, scrambling away in a mix of rolling and crawling. Despite her

cracked her knuckles loudly, each pop resonating from her

of slaps echoed through the secretarial office like hail,

people to suffer such grievous injuries was no different from a premature death

step marked the path with Grace's battered body. The

a nearby pillar, stammering, "You-you-don't touch me, I'm calling

glance. Linden and Christopher, no longer feeling the pain, stood to witness the scene,

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