Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 912: The Double Reversal

Boris sipped his tea, feigning calm. He had roped in a scapegoat, and if he hadn't handed her the recording equipment back then, she probably wouldn't have made it to this point.

"Yes, that's exactly my plan. Since you've already decided, I'll take you to a place where we can get the video ready today. By tomorrow, Alina and Ruud's wedding will be completely ruined!" Boris declared confidently. River nodded, grabbed her bag, and followed him. She was eager to see her plan come to fruition.

What she didn't know was that her every move was being broadcast live to a national audience. Meanwhile, Tina was moderating the live stream, carefully scrubbing out any details that might reveal Boris's identity. The goal was to ensure the broadcast served both their agendas.

Boris opened the car door and drove River to a remote village.

The countryside was desolate. Dry, cracked soil stretched ahead, overgrown with wild grass that swayed gently in the breeze.

River glanced around with disdain, furrowing her brows. "Can someone capable of producing such flawless, undetectable videos really live in a place like this?"

Boris was caught off guard by the question. It reminded him of the time he went to meet the woman in red, who lived deep in an isolated forest.

He suppressed his irritation and answered, "Maybe. People who create these kinds of videos aren't exactly dealing with the truth. They're bound to have enemies, so living in a secluded place makes perfect sense."

River nodded, finding his explanation somewhat reasonable.

They arrived at a small, solitary house. Photos hung on a line by the door, fluttering in the breeze.

When River was about to step inside, Boris stopped her. "He only agreed to meet with me. I'll go in alone."

River frowned. "What difference does it make if there's one more person?"

She lifted her foot, prepared to enter.

Boris grabbed her arm in a hurry. "These kinds of people are eccentric. If he gets upset about you being here, the deal's off, and all our efforts will be wasted!"

his reasoning was sound,

an isolated area, she handed him the original recordings and videos from her bag. "Here are the originals. Take them and make sure the outcome is something Alina can't recover from. No one should be able

nodded. "Don't worry. I won't let

a calm expression, showing no trace of

from his forehead. He placed the recordings and videos on the table

entered, the live stream

in her chair, her long legs

cold, detached gaze, he couldn't stop himself from shivering. "I've brought what you asked for. Can I

the original recordings. That task now rested with

methods, he had no choice. For now, he needed to

carefully reviewed the

her hand dismissively,

as though he had narrowly escaped death. Being in Tina's presence was suffocating; he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly. Just as he was about to step out the door, Tina's icy voice stopped him. "Uncle Boris, a word of advice: the more you walk

she hadn't acted yet was because of his ties to

needed Boris to lead her to Claudia. For now, she

Boris turned over a new leaf, she might spare him for Warren's sake. But if he continued down his path, he

with his back to Tina, Boris's expression darkened, his black eyes

ruined by Tina and Alina. He

and ignored the warnings he'd received. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen

opened the door to the small house and closed it gently behind

excitement, "How did it go? Is the video

at her with an unreadable expression. His face, however, could be summed

of unease and instinctively

recordings and

off, his face twisted with disdain. He let out a cold laugh, turned, and