Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 890: Encounter with the Elderly Lady

Tina had lost all patience for dealing with meaningless people. Without hesitation, she turned and left.

Mia stood there, stunned and speechless, unable to react. The audacity of that little girl-leaving her in such an embarrassing situation-made her face burn with humiliation. Her complexion turned pale, her chest heaving with anger. She glanced at Grandpa Pace, hoping he would step in and support her.

Grandpa Pace, seated on the sofa, fixed Mia with a stern gaze. "Mia, at your age, why are you still competing with the younger generation? You've just returned to the family; this kind of behavior will only invite ridicule if seen by outsiders." He added gravely, "Family will always be family. We must not fight amongst ourselves. United, we thrive; divided, we falter."

His words were deliberate, carrying weight. Before leaving, he turned to address the entire room. "What I've said today isn't just for Mia. It's for everyone in the Pace family. Remember it well!"

Ruud and Alina nodded in agreement. Meanwhile, Boris Pace, standing to the side, shifted uneasily. A hint of guilt flashed across his face-had Grandpa Pace caught him rolling his eyes earlier? Trying to mask his discomfort, he quickly nodded along in agreement.

Tina walked out of the Pace family estate and pulled out her car keys. She had a plan to visit a shop in Ashbury that she had scoped out earlier. Her destination was the city's largest shopping center, where she intended to customize a pair of diamond rings.

But before she could get far, her stomach growled several times, a reminder of her neglected breakfast. Frustrated, she massaged her temple. She hadn't even done anything substantial yet, and her stomach was already protesting. Spotting a few tea shops at a nearby intersection, she pulled over. Just as she was about to walk over, an elderly lady pushing a small food cart called out to her with a warm smile.

"Miss, would you like a mixed-grain pancake? Or maybe a hand-held pancake? I also have fresh porridge, made from scratch," the woman offered cheerfully.

Tina approached, taking a closer look. The ingredients were fresh, and the aromas were inviting. When her eyes landed on the porridge, she noticed lotus seeds floating inside. "Do you have a chair?" she asked.

"You're such a pretty young lady. You're my first customer today. I have two chairs inside the cart-just bring

to eat standing. "I'll take a hand-held pancake

chair and sat down. Taking out her phone, she opened her photo gallery to review a design sketch of a pair of diamond rings she had

and layering it with sliced pork tenderloin. She added extra meat for Tina, slightly grilled the vegetables for a richer flavor, topped it with

by the gesture. Smiling faintly, she said, "Grandma,

brightly, waving her hand dismissively. "It's no trouble at all. I

phone

on the left the

is for myself, and the right one is for my uncle," Tina replied casually, as

should be studded with gems, leaving

even more

her hand, she nodded in agreement, warmth flickering in

neither confirming nor denying. "You could say that, though it's been years since I designed rings. Now I just push this cart around

designing? You're clearly

moment. She returned to stirring the porridge, lost

anyone else in the world. The things

followed through. Over time, we drifted apart. Only after we separated did I realize how much he meant to me. No matter how hard I tried to win him

had changed and could fulfill my promises. When I finally saved enough money to buy the rings, I decided I wouldn't just buy any pair-I would design the perfect ones myself. That's