Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 827: Tina, Have You Been Possessed?

In the back seat, Ella Bailey sat with her head lowered, fingers flying across her phone screen as she typed quickly: "I told you bringing Kelly along would be a bad idea. Worked out well, didn't it?" Tina, perhaps not too busy lately, replied almost instantly: "Even if you hadn't brought Kelly, it still wouldn't have worked."

"Don't think I don't know what's going through your head."

Ella Bailey let out the faintest hiss, amazed at how Tina seemed more adept at reading her mind than anyone in her own Bailey family. Shaking her head, she hastily tried to defend herself: "What else was I supposed to do? You can't expect me to expose myself to Luke Gill right now and let him find out I'm involved with you guys. Kelly was the perfect scapegoat. Without her, you wouldn't have been able to leave so early today either."

Tina replied: "Watch your wording. Anyway, I do have another task for you."

"You're not asking me to steal Luke Gill's latest research results, are you?" Ella Bailey tightened her grip on her phone, sneaking a glance at Luke Gill, who was seated in the front row with his head down, engrossed in something.

Sensing her gaze, Luke turned his head slightly to look at her. The moment their eyes met, an unexplainable anger surged through Ella Bailey once again. She shot him a glare before lowering her head to type furiously: "That's not something I can handle. Luke Gill is as cunning as a fox. He's only been thrown off balance lately because you've been pressing him too hard. Frankly, I'd rather argue with Victor a hundred times than deal with him!"

Tina replied with a teasing tone: "Even through the screen, I can feel how much you dread Luke Gill."

But Tina quickly clarified: "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to do that. I need you to protect Victor for the next couple of days."

Ella Bailey froze, staring at the message for a solid ten minutes, unable to process what she had just read. For a moment, she even thought she had traveled to an alternate reality.

Tina wanted her to protect Victor?

Are you still Tina? If you killed Tina and took her place, just let me know so I can buy

came swiftly: "...Do you want me

mean... no, no! We're partners now, you're still my Tina. But if you've been possessed, out of humanitarian concern, I'd have to bury her!" Tina replied

thank me. It's the least I could

on earth are you asking me to protect Victor? Honestly, with my half-baked skills, he'd be

Ella: "..."

thick ink stain. Apart from a handful of drowsy officers working the

save for the intermittent snores that echoed from various cells. Phil Walker lay in a solitary cell, tossing and turning,

been no sign of action. His wife had gone to seek help from Vivienne, but all she'd received was a vague "We'll do

wall of the holding cell, his mind

he curled into himself. His vision blurred from the waves of agony. "Help... help me..."

fragmented cries were drowned out by the snores from neighboring cells. Beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead as he clenched

strength he could muster,

legs thrashed involuntarily from the pain, accidentally kicking over a stainless steel thermos in the corner. The clatter of the tumbling thermos startled one of

opened his eyes. "What's with all the noise? Do you want me

opportunity, he rolled off the bed and dragged himself

me. I've been poisoned. My stomach... it hurts... help me..."

sounded like ghostly whispers from hell, sending chills down the spine of the man in the neighboring cell. The last remnants of his

slapped the wall, his voice rising

"Brother?!"