Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Tina closed the file and tossed it aside. Nathan was driving when Courtney, looking somewhat uneasy, turned and asked, “Miss Reed, what do you think about the content of this file?” Tina’s eyes flashed coldly, “What do you think?” Courtney was momentarily stunned, feeling as if Tina was angry.

Jared, ever so considerate, wrapped his arms around Tina, gently soothing her by stroking her hair, “There, don’t be angry.” Tina did not respond, her gaze lowered, lost in thought. The reach of GTO had extended too far. And the real mole was hidden deeply, beyond their reach. This person was a threat not only to public safety but even to national security.

She had a nagging feeling that her mother’s death was not solely linked to the head of GTO; perhaps, the final blow that killed her mother was orchestrated by the X Bureau.

Seeing her silent, Jared’s voice softened indulgently, “How about I take you out for a big meal, okay?” Tina’s thoughts were pulled back to the present by his voice, and she pursed her lips, pondering seriously before agreeing, “Alright, let’s go.”

After the meal, Jared drove Tina home. Watching her enter the house, Jared got back into the car and said, “To headquarters.” Nathan had no objections; it was indeed time to head back to headquarters to sort things out.

Back in her room, Tina also switched on her phone. It displayed a message from a mysterious person-“It was not him.”

At headquarters, Hayden and Jason stood by the deputy director’s office door, dispatching all the team members out. Only these two captains were left on duty at the headquarters, their faces showing no sign of relaxation.

Soon after, Jared entered the headquarters, now dressed in the X Bureau uniform, and waved at Hayden and Jason. The two exchanged a glance and withdrew, joining Nathan to guard the main entrance, allowing no one else to enter.

Jared stood in front of the office for a while before knocking on the door. Inside, Christopher Parr took off his reading glasses and called out, “Come in.” Jared entered and approached Christopher Parr, his expression stern and unreadable as he looked at him silently.

Christopher Parr glanced up and said indifferently, “You’re here?” “I’ve been waiting,” Jared replied in a deep, muffled voice, the air around him thick with tension. Christopher Parr chuckled, “You’ve grown bold, even daring to detain me now.” Jared then sat across from him, his lips parting slightly, “It’s surveillance.”

“Go ahead, ask whatever you want to ask,” Christopher Parr said leisurely, sipping his tea. Jared leaned back in his chair, his long legs crossed and his hand tapping slowly on his knee, “What are you investigating?”

Christopher Parr’s fingers paused, his eyes, obscured by the steam, showing a hint of surprise. Jared’s tapping stopped, his deep eyes fixed on Christopher Parr, “You brought me into X Bureau, handed me over to my master, watched me rise through the ranks-do you really distrust me that much, boss?”

Christopher Parr was silent, his heart stirred. Jared looked at him, admiration in his eyes similar to before. Though his face remained cold, it wasn’t because of Christopher Parr but because of the real traitor.

Initially, both he and Tina had suspected Christopher Parr, since he was their direct superior and the person who could most easily alter the outcome of their operations. But later, Jared realized that Christopher Parr seemed to be doing this intentionally and had always been trying to communicate with his superiors.

This had changed his view of Christopher Parr. The moment he and Tina truly believed in Christopher Parr was when Jared had been trapped in a mine. If Christopher Parr had hesitated or obstructed in any way, they wouldn’t have rescued him so swiftly.

Christopher Parr laughed out loud, setting down his teacup and nodding in satisfaction. “Okay, all those times I took the blame for you were not in vain.”

Many times, Jared had undertaken risky missions, disobeyed orders, and more, and it was always Christopher who had covered for him, at most making Jared write a self-criticism report.

A rare smile finally appeared on Jared’s stern face as he handed a document to Christopher Parr. “Morning Glory has leaked, and the authorized person is you.”

Christopher Parr was stunned. “I have never signed this document.”

As he spoke, Christopher Parr remembered that last night he had received a confidential document. It wasn’t particularly important; it merely required his signature.

Unexpectedly, it had turned out to be the document transferring ‘Morning Glory’.

The document had originated from headquarters, and neither he nor Jared had the authority to check who had sent it.

“It seems someone wants me to take the blame. I’m almost becoming a professional scapegoat,” Christopher Parr said with a nonchalant laugh.

He had anticipated such a day might come and knew all too well that the waters at headquarters were deeper than one might imagine.

Jared’s eyes narrowed, a chill spreading across his face.

Had he not taken timely action to control Christopher Parr, making the headquarters believe they had already summoned Christopher Parr, he might have been sent to a military court with no chance to defend himself.

Christopher Parr looked at Jared’s stern face. “You did the right thing this time by taking control of me. It will make the higher-ups lower their guard.”

Jared looked up. “Tell me the truth.”

Christopher Parr sighed deeply, touching his leg. “All these years, there’s only been one thing I’ve been investigating-the true cause of your master, my partner Lark’s death.”

Jared’s eyes flashed. “You also believe my master’s death was no accident!”

Christopher Parr nodded. “Right, Lark was too strong and formidable to commit suicide. I’ll never believe that. The only possibility is that she was framed.”

“Our headquarters, someone there wanted your master dead,” Jared said, clenching his fists, his eyes flashing with a dark ferocity.

“Yes, and this person holds a high position, not someone we can easily uncover. It’s been ten years, and I’ve only uncovered a fraction of the truth. Just when I thought I could investigate further, I found myself framed.”

Christopher Parr gave a bitter laugh. After Natalie died, he had continually reported to his superiors, requesting a thorough investigation into the reasons behind Natalie’s death and the failure of that mission.

But all those applications were fruitless, repeatedly rejected due to insufficient evidence.

From then on, Christopher Parr knew that if he wanted to uncover the truth, he had to touch the center of power.

So, over the last ten years, he had been climbing the ranks. His injuries prevented him from frontline missions, making his promotion even harder than Jared’s.

But, fortunately, fate had allowed him to rise to the position of deputy director.

The chief was often out on missions and not in the office, leaving Christopher Parr in charge of the Ashbury headquarters.

Even so, he had still been unable to achieve the desired results.

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Fortunately, now with Jared and Natalie’s daughter, their future prospects were bound to be much better than his own solitary struggle.

The first time he saw Tina, he felt as if Natalie had left a treasure in this world.

This treasure would one day expose the darkness of the headquarters and clear her name.

Christopher Parr took out a document from his drawer. “Jared, this appeared mysteriously in my office the day you were rescued from the mine. Take a look.”