Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 858: Asher Was Drugged

When Marie heard those words, her body stiffened, and she swayed on her feet, nearly fainting from anger. Tina, ever composed, swiftly placed a calming pill into her mother's mouth, steadying her.

Tina's expression hardened, her cold, unrelenting gaze locked onto Stephanie, exuding a quiet yet menacing authority. Beside her, Jared's sharp eyes swept over Stephanie, his icy contempt palpable in the room. Stephanie, clutching Asher's leg as if it were her lifeline, trembled violently before finally letting go, her hands shaking.

Her gaze shifted downward as she bit her lower lip. "No matter what you say, Uncle Asher took advantage of me. That's a fact. You can beat me, kill me, do whatever you want, but it won't change the truth!" Her voice wavered, but her words were resolute. "He's the one who wronged me!"

Her fingers clutched the hem of her dress so tightly her knuckles turned white. Though she outwardly played the victim, her mind churned with darker, more calculating thoughts: Marie should have some pride. She'll divorce him after this. Then, I'll be Mrs. Asher Farrell. The family will be mine.

No more slumming it under someone else's roof. I'll live in luxury, a queen in my own palace.

Tina's cold stare lingered on Stephanie, her sharp eyes scanning the young woman's delicate, tear-streaked face. Stephanie, sensing Tina's hostility, assumed she was preparing to attack her again. But Tina turned back toward Asher, her voice steady and firm.

"Dad," she asked, "do you know where Stephanie's room is?"

Asher, who had been silent and visibly shaken, finally spoke, his tone resolute despite his pale complexion. "No. I don't know where her room is," he said firmly. "I've never been there. I'm busy at the company most of the time, and Marie handles the household. I've never had any reason to ask."

Marie, still seething with barely restrained fury, refused to meet Asher's gaze, but she nodded grimly. She didn't want to believe her husband was capable of such betrayal. This wasn't the man she married. Years ago, he had resisted Sonia's relentless attempts to seduce him. So why would he fall for someone like Stephanie now? It didn't add up.

Women like Stephanie-delicate, scheming, always playing the innocent flower-were everywhere in their social circle. If Asher had been inclined toward such women, he would have acted on it years ago.

the possibility. If Asher had truly done what Stephanie claimed, there would

lips into a faint smirk. One question and he thinks he's

He was lying next to me, naked.

the floor as she approached Stephanie. When she stopped, her shadow fell over the disheveled woman still kneeling on the ground. Stephanie raised her head, glaring defiantly through the curtain of her tangled hair. Though her appearance was pitiful, her eyes burned with resentment and

expression unreadable. Then, without warning, she raised her foot and brought it

echoed in the room. Stephanie let out a blood-curdling scream, her body convulsing as she collapsed to the floor. Her chin scraped against the cold tile, and her fingers clawed desperately

"And yet you talk so

laced with venom, calm yet terrifying. "Are you in such a hurry for me to uncover the truth

shattered spine. Tears mixed with sweat as she gasped for air. "Tina, I'll sue you! Y-You've gone too far! I'm the victim here, and you're treating me like this!" Her voice cracked with desperation. "Brother... Uncle... help me! Please! I'm only like this

and panicked, and for the

expression darkened as he took a step toward her, his voice sharp and commanding.

Asher, standing like a statue, appeared conflicted, his face pale and

noticed but said nothing. Instead, she lifted her foot from Stephanie's back, her heel grinding against the floor one last time. Stephanie

inches from Stephanie's. Her lips curled into a cold smile. "Nice manicure," she murmured, her tone almost conversational. "But

a nearby knife. The blade gleamed as she moved it

at first, but when the blood began to drip, the pain hit her

fell into her palm. Jared, crouching beside her, narrowed his eyes. His voice was low and dangerous. "That's... an aphrodisiac?"

just any aphrodisiac. It's a slow-acting one. At first,