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.

chairs inside the cart-just bring one over to sit on. But I'm afraid there's no table

her much as long as she didn't have to eat standing.

her phone, she opened her photo gallery to review a design sketch of a pair of diamond rings she had created herself. Something about the design felt off, but

the vegetables for a richer flavor, topped it with an egg, and drizzled on her special blend of salad and tomato sauces. Wrapping it all up in

said, "Grandma, I can get the porridge

trouble at all. I saw you were busy. Are you

handed her phone over

the sketches intently. "Is the one on the left the woman's

one is for my uncle," Tina replied casually, as if chatting with an

"But the woman's ring-its band could use more diamonds. Ideally, the entire band should be studded with gems, leaving just a tiny gap between each. And the center diamond is too big; it

even more about him. But the band shouldn't use

click for Tina. Resting her chin on her hand, she nodded

faintly, neither confirming nor denying. "You could say that, though it's been years since I

designing? You're clearly talented," Tina asked

a moment. She returned to stirring the porridge, lost in thought, before

well-better than anyone else in the world. The things my parents

promised him I'd buy him a pair of rings, but I never 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 back,

When I finally saved enough money to buy the rings, I decided I wouldn't just buy any pair-I