Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 527: Miss Hancock Bullied

Grace struggled desperately, screaming in her heart.

"Stephanie, you idiot, if you don't csoon, Connor will really spoil me."

Where on earth had Stephanie taken Jared?

If they didn't arrive soon, once the incense burned down to the drugs, even she wouldn't be able to control

herself!

"Connor, let go of me, my dad is right outside, aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Grace clutched

desperately at a crucial part of her body.

Connor, blinded by lust, hardly cared about such an empty threat.

"Fine, it's perfect that your dad is here, let him see just how promiscuous his daughter is. With so many guests

outside, you'll have no choice but to marryeven if you don't want to!" While saying this, Connor pinned

Grace's hands to the bed, roaming over her body to satisfy his vile desires.

Originally, when he pursued Grace, he was not only humiliated but has been mocked by his friends to this day.

Even the Lyon family, in trying to arrange Grace's marriage to Jared, got into trouble with Tina, leading to them

being stripped, and his grandmother even had her hand chopped off, which hasn't been reattached yet! What's

more, to afford his grandmother's hand surgery and treat her back, they needed to spend eight hundred billion!

He felt the people of the Lyon family were insane; why spend so much on an old person nearing death?

But his words had no weight; he could only follow his family's decisions.

Yet, all of this was because of Grace, and today, he was determined to have her subdued under him!

At this moment, Grace could hardly care about anything else; if Connor succeeded, she would truly be without

hope!

"Help, is there no one to save me? Help!"

Her cries seemed to excite Connor even more, making his actions even more vigorous.

Finally, the calls for help clearly reached outside the door, but Jared still stood unmoved, as if he hadn't heard

anything.

Stephanie knew she couldn't let Connor succeed, or all their plans would be ruined.

She rushed to knock on the door, "Open up, Connor, open the door, my brother is here, you beast, let go of

Grace!"

Inside, Grace heard Stephanie's voice and finally breathed a sigh of relief, barely holding on.

Stephanie knocked repeatedly, while Jared remained as immovable as a mountain, casually leaning against the

wall, his fingertips tapping on his earphones.

"Uncle, it's not gentlemanly to just stand and watch." Tina secured the rope, holding tools, looking at the

"Morning Glory" glued to the ferry.

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This arrangement wouldn't blow up the entire ship, just destroy the stern.

But that was enough to cause the ferry to malfunction, and with the "Morning Glory" on the bow deck, once

detonated, it would cause the ferry to lose direction and damage the hull.

Eventually, it would end in a romantic and heroic sacrifice like the Titanic.

In Tina's mind, the beautiful line "You jump, | jump" popped up.

She imagined herself and Jared spreading their wings at the prow of the ship and chuckled.

Jared tapped his earphones again with a code-Tina, focus, be careful.

"These bombs, not enough for even five minutes," Tina pushed the imagery from her mind.

If she and Uncle had been on that ship then, they wouldn't have let this story end with a tragic yet beautifully

poignant finale.

Tina finished securing the last set of "Morning Glory," untied the rope's fastener, and made her way back to the

ship on the other end. Courtney also completed her disassembly task and successfully stood on the deck.

"Captain Wolf, the mission is complete, no traces of new bombs were detected."

Jared tapped his earpiece, suddenly hearing a faint vibration from the detector in his pocket. He paused, looked

again, and the detector fell silent. Jared looked around; the most likely place now seemed to be Grace's cabin.

His eyes darkened as he kicked open Grace's door, knocking down Connor, who was just about to open the door

and curse at him.

Connor spat out blood, got up, and swung at Jared, "Damn it, who told you to ruin my good time!" Jared had no

tto argue with Connor, striking him in the philtrum, knocking him out immediately.

"Mr. Farrell, you finally came. If you had delayed any longer, | would have..." Grace sat on the bed, covering

herself with the bedspread, looking alluringly vulnerable. Jared didn't spare her a glance as he searched the

room thoroughly. Both Stephanie and Grace were puzzled, not knowing what Jared was looking for.

Grace signaled Stephanie with her eyes, hinting her to drag the unconscious Connor out. Stephanie nodded,

grabbed Connor by one leg, dragged him out, and closed the door behind her. Jared's kick had already broken

the lock; next tsomeone came, they wouldn't need to kick the door in. The scene would be more

straightforward.

Stephanie kicked Connor in disgust, "Looks like a dead monkey, yet as heavy as a pig!" The original plan was for

Stephanie to throw Connor out when Jared stormed in, the commotion surely drawing many to the guest room.

Everyone would then witness the scandalous scene between Jared and Grace. This way, dragging Connor out

could also buy stime.

Inside the room, Grace knelt on the bed, her once-covering dress now gone, revealing long legs bruised in blues

and purples, pitifully exposed. Yet subtly, there was a mysterious hint, igniting a primal desire in any other man.

"Mr. Farrell, I'm so glad you're here, otherwise | wouldn't know what to do," Grace's eyes brimmed with tears, her

bedspread trembling.

Jared's gaze deepened as he looked under the bed. It was the only place he hadn't searched. He stepped

forward, lifting the blanket. Grace's heart leapt with joy, releasing the blanket and collapsing onto the bed, filling

the air with an irresistible fragrance. The heat made Grace's face even more flushed.

"Mr. Farrell..."

At that moment, Stephanie had already thrown Connor in the banquet hall, shouting towards the front, "Mr.

Hancock, it's terrible, Grace has been mistreated, she was almost..."

Max, stunned for a moment and despite his anger, was still concerned for his beloved daughter and hurried to

the guest room department. The crowd surged like a tide towards the guest room.

Just as Max arrived, he saw a figure flying out and hitting the wall heavily. It was Grace! "Grace!" Max rushed

over immediately.