Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 819: Turning Against Allies After the Job’s Done?

they were willing to tell me your whereabouts because they saw I was looking for you."

"How could you say that?" Vivienne forced a smile as she stepped over the shattered pieces on the floor and approached Victor. "Victor, you know Ella loves to joke around. The Bailey family only gives me a little respect because of you. Earlier, The slender woman lightly pushed Victor's shoulder, her tone playful and girlish. "I came here to see you, only to find out that Ella and the others have already returned."

Victor's expression softened slightly at her words. He patted Vivienne's hand and gestured for her to sit down. "You two, head back for now. If anything else comes up, I'll let you know."

"Yes, Master," Ella Bailey replied, watching Johnson Bailey leave the room before she stretched lazily and stood up. "You'd better not call me for anything, either. I'm not planning to deal with the Farrell family anymore. After I begged Phil Walker for help earlier, everyone there looked at me like I was a criminal."

"As if I've committed some unforgivable sin."

She glanced coldly at Vivienne, who was leaning against Victor. A mocking smile played on her lips. "Not like some people, though. Pushing fifty and still acting like a little girl, pouting and whining to keep men wrapped around her finger. Disgusting. I'm out!"

"Victor, did you see that..."

Vivienne's ability to cry on cue was truly unmatched. The moment Ella Bailey finished speaking, Vivienne's eyes turned red.

But this time, Ella didn't give her the chance to play the victim. Clicking her tongue, she sneered, "Look, look, crying again. Miss Walker, aren't you tired of this? You're a grown woman, not some seventeen-year-old girl. Do you ever look in the mirror? Your eye bags are practically hanging down to your chin. Every time you open your mouth, your whole face wrinkles up."

"Do you know that when you cry, your face scrunches up like a wilted flower?"

"Ella Bailey!"

Seeing the woman he adored sobbing uncontrollably, Victor's heart ached.

But as soon as he opened his mouth to reprimand her, Ella Bailey cut him off. "Dad, be reasonable! I just got back from the Farrell family after running errands for you, and now you're turning on me? Acting like I'm the problem here?" "Miss Walker, let me remind you-I was helping your brother. And what do I get in return? Not even a thank you. Instead, you're trying to sow discord between me and my father. So all that virtuous, motherly behavior of yours was just an act, huh? Now we get to see the real you."

her rant, Ella Bailey's eyes had reddened as

hide his trembling lips, trying

hanging around Tina's crowd, she's gotten way better at poking the Bailey

even have the chance to

her mouth, Ella Bailey continued, "But of course, what should I expect? I'm not your biological daughter. You've already gone out of your way to put up a decent front for me all these years. At least

himself, Damn. Straight to the

that Vivienne didn't want to

didn't have

had been managed by the housekeeper and the elders,

the registry, she had no authority

heir to the Bailey family was Ella Bailey. No housekeeper would dare mistreat the future head of the family, not if

knives stabbing

clearly enjoying herself, ended with one final remark before walking out without looking back. "If you've got the guts, go find Jared yourself. I'm done helping ungrateful people like you!" "I... Victor, you saw how she treated me! I... I never meant anything like

face flushed red with frustration as she watched Ella Bailey disappear from sight. She buried

shoulder as he murmured soft

expression

in his eyes,

the time Vivienne looked up, the other emotions

I know you're not that kind of person. You know how Ella is. I'll talk to her later. Stop crying-it's unseemly for

where a

face with a handkerchief, wiping away her tears. "I understand. Ella's just a child. I won't stoop to her level. It just hurts that she could misunderstand me like this. For so many years, I've treated her like my own, just like I've treated Kelly. But to her, I'm nothing

tone cooling as he grew tired of the conversation. "There's no point dwelling on it now. That girl already said she won't deal with Phil Walker's problems anymore. I'll have to go speak with the Farrells myself and figure out a way to switch Phil Walker out

aside and got to his feet, heading for the door. "If you're free, go find Kelly. I'm going out, and