Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 775: Victor’s Threat

Victor let out a cold sneer, his wrinkled eyes full of malice. "What can I do? They're already dead. Of course, I'll send Elsa a picture of their urns. Let's see if she chooses to keep that useless formula or watch her parents' ashes scattered to the

winds!"

Ella Bailey: "??!"

Who on earth could come up with such a vicious plan?!

Was Victor not afraid of being haunted by the vengeful spirits of the Dyer family's parents? Now that the evidence had been dug up, was there still time to warn Elsa?

The suburban villa sat silently in the rain.

A modest two-story home covering just two hundred square meters, most of the rooms were dark except for the dimly lit living room.

Members of the Mountain Veil Order were stationed discreetly in every corner, securing the villa. Elsa had been teetering on the edge of a breakdown all day. Exhausted, she had finally collapsed into an empty room to sleep.

Inside, Sally's fever had subsided, Austin's wounds showed no signs of infection, and the elderly Dyer couple, after taking Tina's specially prepared pills, were sound asleep.

Courtney paced through the villa before returning to the living room.

Jayden sat quietly on the sofa, meticulously cleaning his weapons. Several uniquely designed butterfly knives were arranged neatly on the coffee table before him. Nathan, having just finished a task assigned by Jared, stretched his long legs out lazily and leaned his head back against the sofa, eyes shut in an attempt to rest.

At his feet, Adriana Smith sat gagged, her fear evident. Her eyelids drooped as exhaustion overcame her, but she didn't dare to sleep. Each time her eyes closed, they snapped open again, terrified she'd wake to find her throat slit by Courtney or the others.

Courtney glanced impassively around the room before taking a seat. Pulling out her phone to check the time, she muttered, "It's nearly dawn. Why aren't Tina and Mr. Farrell back yet?"

Jayden placed the last butterfly knife back on the table. With a small sigh, as if completing a monumental task, he poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said calmly, "They should be back soon. Maplewood isn't too far from here. No matter how troublesome those people might be, with the young master's skills, bringing them back shouldn't be difficult."

still two days until the trial," Dexter, who had just woken up, said while rubbing his eyes and walking out of his room. "Even if they're delayed on the

settle once the trial begins," he

opened his eyes slowly. "Then why do I still feel

rain continued

streaked through the night sky, casting flickering light into the villa, adding to the tension that gnawed

recall the last time he'd seen such extreme weather. But was it just his imagination? He couldn't shake the feeling that something big was about

is already shifting in our favor thanks to

shook his head, unsure. "Maybe

further, Elsa

"Tina! Tina!"

striking everyone in the room. She scanned the living room, but not finding Tina, she turned toward the door as if ready

closest to her, reacted quickly, grabbing Elsa's arm. "Mrs. Dyer, Tina isn't back yet! Do

find Tina," Elsa stammered, her hand trembling so violently that she could barely hold her phone. "There's no time! Can someone call Tina? Tell her to come back

and strode over with his long legs. "Mrs. Dyer,

Whatever had rattled her so badly had to be on

the phone from her hand easily. Her normally clear and resolute gaze was now clouded with confusion and helplessness. She just kept murmuring, "There's no

"Bastards!"

scanned the screen, and with just one glance, he couldn't

the butterfly knives from the table before standing up.

flipped the phone to show the screen. A message from an unknown number stood starkly

look. The warmth in her eyes disappeared

do we do now?!"

seeing that message made him

deceased parents' ashes to threaten her. They demanded the formula, or

underestimated just how depraved the Bailey