Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 950: Boris, You Are Too Ungrateful

Boris let out a cold laugh, like he had just heard something absurd. "Ungrateful? Me? Dad, what about you?"

"Since I was a child, I was never good enough for you. You praised Ruud for his courage and drive, you admired Edwin for his intellect and vision, but when it came to me, all you ever showed was disdain. And now you say I'm ungrateful?" "I spent decades by your side, serving you like a servant. And what did you do? You told everyone I was lazy, aimless, a disappointment who wasted his days. You said I wasn't even half the man Ruud or Edwin were." "You always talked about them, but what have they ever done for you?"

"Dad, you're the one who's ungrateful. You wanted all three of your sons to be as perfect as you."

Warren's body swayed slightly. After a long silence, he let out a sigh, as though speaking to Boris or perhaps just to himself.

"I was strict with all of you when you were young. Ruud and Edwin grew into capable men, but you... you always sought comfort and indulgence. And now, you blame me for your failures." "Enough. You've lost yourself to the point of no return. I won't bother with you anymore."

Hearing his father's words, Boris's dark eyes burned with hatred. "It was all of you who pushed me to this! You're the reason I've become what I am today. You can't just walk away!"

As Boris pulled out a knife, Tina swiftly flicked her wrist, sending silver needles to lock the poison inside him.

The medicine he had taken earlier, now fully activated, intensified its effects.

Blood poured from Boris's body almost immediately-not just from his mouth, but now from his entire face.

Tina walked over coldly, tossing aside the knife Boris had planned to use to threaten Warren. She sneered, "Fools always find excuses!"

Ruud stepped forward, helping Warren to the side. His gaze toward Boris was now devoid of any emotion.

spoke. "Dad... save me... please... I don't want to

by everything Boris had done, couldn't steel himself against the sight of his son dying in front of him. "Tina, for my sake, can

isn't lethal," Tina replied indifferently and with a wave of her hand

from the brink of death to salvation, but the terror left him humiliated-he lost control of

unfair to you, that my father and Uncle Edwin stole your glory. But have you ever asked yourself-if the entire Pace family were handed to you, would you even have the

burned with

used that word against

didn't think he was any less capable than

seemed to see through his thoughts. Her tone was calm, but it struck

of is nothing more than scheming to wrest glory from your family. The Pace family's honor was built by Grandpa and my father. Its reputation was solidified by Uncle Edwin. And you? You've earned nothing but the titles of a hedonist and a

and position no longer need the Pace family's name to protect him. Uncle Edwin's achievements

of decency, the Pace family would have eventually been handed to you. Even if it wouldn't have thrived under you, my father and Uncle Edwin would

him as "my father," couldn't help but beam with joy. The sour expression he'd worn while dealing with Boris had completely melted away, replaced by a grin so wide it seemed he might

daughter had

he wasn't

stunned by her words. Then, as if seeking

Pace family was always meant to be his, then what was the point of all

been helping others destroy himself all

face was

"I have three sons. Ruud and Edwin have earned their own glory. With or without the Pace family, they're forces to be reckoned with. But you... you've achieved nothing. Still, your years of loyalty to me didn't