Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 779: He’s Victor’s Brother

Ella Bailey turned her head, following Tina's motion.

On the surveillance screen, a room filled with sophisticated medical equipment came into view. A woman lay on the bed, her face deathly pale, her body devoid of vitality. Only the faint white mist on the light blue oxygen mask of the ventilato proved that she was still alive.

There was no sound in the footage, but Ella Bailey could almost hear the rhythmic beeping of the monitors in her ears.

She held her breath. Her heartbeat thudded violently, reverberating through her chest.

Even though she didn't understand medicine, she could tell that her mother's condition wasn't good.

The arms that had once held her so gently were now scarred, deep and shallow cuts crisscrossing her skin.

Some of the older wounds had healed, leaving white marks behind. The newer ones, grayish-brown scabs, threatened to shred Ella's fragile nerves.

"Mom..."

Her lips trembled, her teeth chattered, and the single word that escaped her throat came out broken and hoarse.

Tears began to fall, her sobs spreading like ripples through the quiet living room.

Tina watched silently. With a wave of her hand, Courtney and the others standing behind her led Elsa upstairs. At the top of the stairs, Elsa couldn't resist glancing back.

The Ella Bailey who had always flaunted her strength and pride now looked like a child who had lost her most treasured possession.

Her shoulders shook, her helplessness and despair stark and overwhelming.

Elsa's mind-of herself standing amidst the blood of her parents after they jumped to their deaths, the world crumbling around her. Perhaps... perhaps she had truly misunderstood Ella Bailey all

short as Elsa ascended

the years, you've helped Victor with so

Bailey nodded. The once-proud and upright figure now

I did everything perfectly, he'd tell me where my mom was. I never

patted her shoulder, urging her to

"Do you

know those people?"

on the ground, trying to shrink into invisibility. Ella Bailey, her tears nearly spent,

froze, and after a moment of disbelief, she stammered two words,

her thoughts swirling.

into the middle of some grand deception. She sniffled, her voice trembling. "Yes. He's Victor's half-brother, Ozan Bailey. But according to the Bailey family records, he's been dead for over a decade I never

"Mmm! Mmm!"

but his wide, glaring eyes locked

didn't you?! My brother promised me-he said if I watched over this Farrell woman for him, he'd take me back when it was all over! You traitor! Do you think you can fool me

flashing in her eyes. "So it was you?

glaring defiantly. "So what if I was? Listen here, you

you think I care about being

all these years, you still don't see Victor for what he is. No wonder you've been played like a fool. Once, you were Grandpa's favorite son, but now you've let Victor, that backstabbing, ungrateful scoundrel, take the head seat of

records for you? I promise, all 180 pages of the Bailey family history, and you won't find a single sentence

Bailey's face turned red, his voice

a small laugh. "Why not? Victor even deceived his first wife. A man who climbed to power by stepping on the very woman who helped him get there-do you really think he'd treat you, his rival for the family fortune, any better?" She toyed with a strand of her hair, her tone airy. "If I'm not mistaken, your grandfather

was used long ago by Victor to dig up the grave of the woman

inheritance your grandfather left you to condemn your mother