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.

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

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

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

came, spinning Grace around 360 degrees, staggering a few steps before she

are you

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

wasn't the end. Tina grabbed a nearby decorative bamboo plant, nearly as tall as a person, and hurled it at Grace. Grace was terrified; the pot was so heavy it required two special agents to carry

full experience. You won't find the

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

knuckles loudly, each pop resonating from

letting you off easy." With that, Tina lunged forward in a swift motion, pinning Grace beneath her weight. The sound of slaps echoed through the secretarial office like 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 genuine. Only such measures

allowing her people to suffer such grievous injuries was no different from a premature death for Grace.

the path with Grace's battered body. The extent of the

at a nearby pillar, stammering, "You-you-don't

feeling the pain, stood to witness the scene, now looking at what seemed a disfigured face. "Is this...

no, it looks like Mrs. Smith from