Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 883: Natalie Becomes the Center of Attention

Mr. Johnson was utterly stunned. He hadn't expected Natalie's ability to quickly scan lines of information to be anything but a gimmick. Yet, here she was, effortlessly sketching out data charts as if it were second nature. What kind of terrifying genius was this? Natalie didn't seem to notice his astonished gaze. She casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "This is all I can tell you. For now, this problem remains unsolved by anyone in the world."

Mr. Johnson abruptly stood up and bowed deeply to Natalie. "The value of having a researcher like you in this world is immeasurable."

The guests present were profoundly moved by his words. Their admiration for Natalie grew exponentially, and they erupted into thunderous applause.

The third person to approach was a kind elderly woman. Her white eyebrows framed high cheekbones and a low nose bridge, and her gentle smile revealed her amiable nature.

She walked up slowly, wearing glasses with white-rimmed frames. Natalie rose to her feet and helped the elderly woman to her seat, receiving yet another warm and benevolent smile in return.

"Natalie, you're incredible! Watching you solve the challenges of the last two people, I can't help but think that brilliance and radiance are your trademarks," the woman said warmly. "But the favor I need might not be possible to achieve here. I wonder if you'd be willing to accompany me somewhere?"

Natalie raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on her lips, as her fingers tapped lightly on the table. "Ma'am, you'll have to tell me what it is first before I agree."

The elderly woman's face lit up with joy. "I need your help restoring a relic-a porcelain piece. However, we'll need to go to the restoration facility, where our professionals are stationed."

Artifacts preserved for millennia have extremely stringent environmental requirements. A mere gust of wind or even a soft breath could potentially damage them. Destruction is easy, but restoration is painstaking-requiring immense effort, time, and expertise. Sometimes, repairs are impossible to complete to perfection or even at all.

Natalie thought for a moment and asked, "Where is the restoration facility located?"

the Pace family estate. If you're concerned, your husband can accompany us,"

stood close by. "Alright. My husband will come with me. But what about the

enclosures and specialized cameras that can capture the restoration process and project it onto large screens. Sometimes, even students need to

Natalie nodded. She didn't want the guests to feel neglected, as that might reflect poorly on the Pace

that settled, Natalie promptly boarded the car with the elderly woman. Ruud, acting as her bodyguard, accompanied her as well. The guests had no objections

had mentioned, it took only ten minutes to reach

group entered the facility in an

in his expression. "Natalie, why didn't you ever tell me you

casually. "I have a keen interest in antiques. I like to study them in my free time-porcelain, ancient scripts, appraisal techniques, and even carvings and paintings of ancient patterns. I dabble in them all." Ruud's smile widened as he gripped her hand tighter. "Natalie, you're so talented. Teach me

I'll teach you everything I know," Natalie

space where the restoration work took place. The room was occupied by a group of restoration professionals, each dressed plainly. Some sat diligently at desks, carefully working on artifacts

waited outside the room. The restorers glanced briefly

conditioning set between 64°F and 73°F (18°C to 23°C) and humidity regulated at

mask and special gloves. Her smooth forehead and bright, clear eyes were visible, her long lashes trembling slightly as

What lay before her were scattered shards, broken to varying degrees with no discernible pattern or shape. There wasn't a single large piece to indicate which part it

silently for a few seconds, her mind quickly

had a solution, she began

through the scan, and a complete model was printed. Next, she took a bag of cotton swabs, dipped them in water, and meticulously cleaned