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

her much as long as she didn't have to eat standing. "I'll take a hand-held

gallery to review a design sketch of a pair of diamond rings she had created herself. Something about the design felt off, but she hadn't pinpointed the

the pancake on the hot griddle and layering it with sliced pork tenderloin. She added extra meat for Tina, slightly grilled 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 a warm,

the gesture. Smiling faintly, she said, "Grandma, I can get the porridge myself later.

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

unbothered, and handed her phone over for

intently. "Is the one on the left the woman's ring? And the one on the

for myself, and the right one is for my

a smile. "But the woman's ring-its band could use more diamonds. Ideally, the entire band should be studded

better designed than the woman's. It seems you care even more about him.

observations suddenly made everything click for Tina. Resting her chin on her hand, she nodded in agreement, warmth flickering in her gaze. "Grandma, are you a professional in

could say that, though it's been years since I designed

did you stop designing? You're clearly

woman's amber eyes grew distant for a moment. She returned to stirring the porridge, lost

else in the world. The things my

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

fulfill my promises. When I finally saved enough money to buy the rings, I decided