Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Grace huddled to one side, feigning pity with two chairs as her audience.

Behind her, Linden and Christopher stood silently shaking their heads before moving around to face her.

"Miss Hancock, we've seen everything on the surveillance. I've already reported you as the primary person responsible. Explain yourself when the headquarters' staff arrive."

Grace held her face, bewildered, "I don't know what you're talking about! Moreover, I can't see this surveillance you mention. How can I confirm you're not framing me? Also, I'm going to sue Tina; she attacked me, and I won't let her get away with this!"

Tina snorted with laughter and pulled a face mask from her bag, tossing it onto Grace's face.

The moment the mask touched Grace, she screamed as if being slaughtered.

Miraculously, her face returned to normal, not even a trace of a slap mark remained.

Tina pushed the surveillance footage in front of her, "This, is you, right?"

Grace nodded, "It is me, but I was just checking the screens at the control desk. I needed to record something. Is that not allowed?"

With a slap, Tina swung at Grace, unable to resist as her palm itched.

Grace's cheek swelled up again instantly, even larger than before.

"Explain that yourself!" Tina, disgusted, stood up and handed the tablet to Christopher, "I'm waiting for the outcome."

After speaking, Tina turned and left.

Grace scrambled towards the door but was accidentally tripped over her already fractured ankle by Christopher's cane.

"Ahh!" Grace cried out in pain and fainted.

When she awoke, she was in a hospital room.

This time, she truly was a severely injured patient, and the doctors would not send her away.

After being treated, Grace could finally see clearly.

"Director, I really don't remember what happened. I hit my head on the machinery and now I keep forgetting things. It wasn't me."

Grace sobbed profusely, insisting on her innocence.

Linden nodded repeatedly, "You're right. You're new and don't understand much. A mistake now and then is normal. My daughter is even younger and always making mistakes. I understand." Hearing Linden's words, Grace laughed, "Director, so you believe me?"

Linden continued nodding, "I certainly believe you, Miss Hancock. You are a treasure of the X Bureau. Who would I trust if not you?"

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Grace quickly wiped her tears, "Director, I knew you would believe me. Ah, my head is spinning."

To emphasize her sincerity, Grace pretended to faint.

Linden sighed, "Alright, Miss Hancock, I know about your condition. From now on, all your responsibilities will be handled by Mrs. Smith. Don't worry about them."

Grace was startled. What did Linden mean by this? Was he stripping her of her duties?

She was an agent sent from headquarters. Did Linden even have the authority to do that?

"Director, I..."

"Enough, rest well. The headquarters have already sent an investigation team. Just cooperate with the investigation. Rest assured, the director believes you, we all believe in you!" Linden's earnest gaze at Grace was more trusting than her own father's.

However, Grace's chances of wielding influence at the Ashbury X Bureau were now virtually non-existent.

Grace looked at Linden leaving with a shocked expression. How much had she sacrificed to get into the Ashbury X Bureau? And Linden dismissed her with just a few words? As soon as Linden left, the investigation team from Clearwater headquarters came in and took Grace away for questioning.

The situation was serious, and she might be detained for a while. What would happen next was anyone's guess. After all, how could the daughter of a major drug lord, a criminal herself, manage to get into the X Bureau and become a secretary dispatched from headquarters? Anything seemed possible.

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Tina watched from outside the hospital as Grace was taken away, still unable to calm her frustration. If Grace didn't return this time, it would be one thing, but if she came back to the Ashbury X Bureau, Tina vowed to make it her last. "Tina, Boris has been found," Jared approached her. The spy base matter was now handed over to the International Intelligence Bureau, and while Grace was being interrogated, there was still one person who needed to be dealt with. That person was Boris, the mastermind behind Cliff Thompson's illegal camera trade, clearly aimed at bionic biotechnology. The Five Poisons had previously showcased bionic robots, which could well be connected to Boris. "Let me go! Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is? If you dare do anything to me, believe me, I'll make sure you regret it. I'm warning you, let me go now, or I'll flatten you!" Boris was trapped in a dimly lit basement, powerless except to shout.

He had known since the day Cliff Thompson was caught that his own exposure was inevitable, and had fled on a night flight. He thought to lay low for a while. But just as he disembarked and boarded the reception vehicle, someone put a black cloth over his head and stunned him with a stun gun, knocking him out. When he woke up, he was tied up here.

Suddenly, the previously pitch-dark basement lit up with numerous lights, blinding Boris. It took him a long while before he dared to open his eyes, only to see a thousand-watt incandescent lamp in front of him, nearly blinding him. "Who are you? Who exactly are you!" Boris shouted helplessly. Then, a thin, ghostly male voice came from beside him, "Boris, who told you to direct Mr. Thompson to sell those cameras from Reed Corporate?"

Boris was startled, toppling over with his chair, "Ah! Who are you! Who is it!" The voice persisted, pressing on Boris's head, asking again as Boris saw nothing but black and now white, making it impossible for him to see clearly. In extreme fear, Boris screamed, "It was Grace! We disliked Tina and wanted to sabotage her bionic biotechnology. Grace wanted to take back the patents, and I used my father's influence to place Grace in the Ashbury X Bureau.

That's all, now get off me! Get off!" After Boris confessed, the voice disappeared, and the lights gradually returned to normal. Boris waited a full ten minutes before daring to open his eyes again. But then, he saw his own father sitting in front of him, looking at him with fury. Boris squirmed on the floor like a maggot, "Dad, help me, please help me!"This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.