Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Upon arriving at the Lyon family estate, Jared’s expression gradually turned solemn. He didn’t recall visiting the Lyon family many times, but whenever he did, Marie would invariably leave in tears. Back then, he was too young to understand why the Lyon family targeted his mother, but as he grew older, he comprehended the reasons and ceased visiting.

As Tina looked through the car window, she noted that the Lyon family’s residence was even more majestic than the Reed family’s, resembling a manor, which Jack had mentioned disdainfully as being suffocating.

“Mr. Farrell, ma’am, we have arrived,” Nathan announced as he turned off the car and stepped out to open the door.

Jared helped Tina out of the car, and they stood in front of the grand entrance of the Lyon family home for a few seconds, his eyes as deep as the ocean, unfathomable. He stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

“Who is it?” a voice inquired through the video call.

Jared frowned subtly and responded, “Jared Farrell.”

There seemed to be a moment of hesitation on the other side before the door was opened.

The black iron gates slowly parted, yet no one came out to greet them. Jared’s brow furrowed deeper, a thin layer of anger enveloping him. Tina gently patted his hand and smiled at him slightly. Instantly, the anger surrounding Jared dissipated, and he smiled back, taking Tina’s hand and walking side by side into the estate.

At the entrance, two servants stood on each side, and a man in a casual suit, the butler of Lyon Manor, greeted them. “Mr. Farrell, please come in. Mrs. Lyon has been waiting for you for quite some time.”

Jared did not respond but proceeded to enter with Tina. Unexpectedly, the butler stepped in their way.

Had it not been for Tina holding his hand, Jared would have likely struck the butler, rendering his arm useless.

“Mr. Farrell, you must change your shoes and go through a disinfection bath before you can meet Mrs. Lyon. You haven’t forgotten this rule, have you?” the butler inquired.

Both Jared and Tina’s expressions darkened. Changing shoes was normal, but a disinfection bath? Was the Lyon family hiding a palace? Did entering require sterilization?

Tina stepped forward and grasped the butler’s arm with her ring-adorned hand, gently squeezing until a cracking sound was heard. Sweat beads formed instantly on the butler’s forehead from the pain, and he was about to curse when he saw the ring on Tina’s hand.

Wasn’t that the Lyon family heirloom ring? How did it end up on this young lady’s hand?

Realizing the butler’s shock, Tina’s lips curved slightly. “The rule requiring one to kneel to greet the head of the family, you haven’t forgotten that, have you?”

The butler, dragging his injured arm, knelt in panic, “Master.”

The Lyon family had many rules, as did many other families, but over time and with changing eras, these rules were gradually forgotten, especially by the younger generation who would not truly make someone kneel in greeting. However, these rules, though unspoken of, still existed and were not to be defied if invoked by the family head.

Looking down at the butler on the ground, Tina spoke sternly, “Is there no one else in the Lyon family?”

The butler understood, quickly got up, and bowed, “Master, please wait, I will fetch Mrs. Lyon at once.”

With Tina’s permission, the butler hurried into the courtyard, his injured arm numb.

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Grandma Lyon was watching the financial news when the butler rushed in, panic-stricken, adding more wrinkles to her already furrowed face, “What’s the hurry? Are you on fire? Isn’t it just Jared bringing some country tramp here? Didn’t I tell you to take them to the disinfection room?”

Grandma Lyon wore gold-rimmed reading glasses, exuding an air of dignified grace, yet her face was marked by sharp and bitter expressions. Out of breath, the butler stammered, “No, it’s that lowly-no, it’s that woman’s hand, wearing the long-lost master’s ring!”

“What!” Even as calm as Grandma Lyon usually was, the mention of the master’s ring startled her. She had searched for this ring for thirty years without a trace. She had long known that her own mother had hidden the ring and given it to Marie, the family’s loss-maker. In her youth, her mother and her mother-in-law had been close friends. Her marriage into the Lyon family was largely thanks to her own mother. After marrying into the Lyon family, her mother-in-law had handed the ring over to her mother to decide when it would be passed on. Unexpectedly, her mother had given the important ring to Marie, her least favorite daughter, which infuriated her so much that she didn’t even attend her mother’s funeral.

Later, she tried to retrieve the ring from Marie, but no matter how she asked, Marie claimed she hadn’t seen it, and she lacked the ability to search the Farrell family thoroughly, ultimately forcing her to give up. As a result, the Lyon family had been unable to open that mysterious business channel. To her dismay, the ring had ended up with a country girl brought in by Marie?

Grandma Lyon was aware of Jared’s engagement, but she had no intention of attending the engagement party of a grandson she barely knew. If not for the Hancock family girl setting her sights solely on Jared, she would never have met Marie and her children.

Steadying her nerves and adjusting her facial expression, Grandma Lyon reseated herself on the sofa and put on her reading glasses. “Let them in,” she commanded, “I want to see what kind of taste Marie has, daring to give my ring to some country bumpkin!”

The butler looked at Grandma Lyon with difficulty, “Mrs. Lyon, she… she’s asking you to come to the front door.” Grandma Lyon’s face wrinkled with rage. “Anna, you wretched girl, how dare you ask me to come and greet you? You’ve really got some nerve!” Grandma Lyon’s lips trembled with anger.

The butler stepped forward to soothe her, “Mrs. Lyon, her name is Tina.”

“I don’t care what her name is! Have her leave at once; I don’t want to see her!”

Pinching the base of Mrs. Lyon’s thumb to help ease her anger, the butler reasoned, “Please calm down, Mrs. Lyon. Think of the Hancock family. We need to endure this for now, especially since Tina has the Lyon family heirloom ring. Think about it, now we have more options.”

Indeed, her agreement to Jared’s marriage to the Hancock girl from the Hancock family was precisely to unlock the Lyon family’s mysterious business chain. Now that the heirloom ring had surfaced, if she could just trick the ring away from Tina, there would be no need to grovel to the Hancock family.

With this thought, Grandma Lyon’s mood slightly improved, resting her wrist on the butler’s partially disabled arm, “Take me to her.” The butler clenched his teeth and braced himself, supporting Grandma Lyon as they went to meet Tina.