Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee

Tina nodded thoughtfully, realizing that the entity within Grandpa Brookes was indeed conscious. Warren Pace set down his teacup and continued, "On rainy days, remember to visit your grandfather and monitor each pulse. Record everything and discern the patterns. If you want to completely rid him of this entity, it will take a considerable amount of time."

"I understand, thank you for your guidance, sir," Tina replied, bowing slightly, though her eyes could not hide the swirling shadows within.

Jared approached, holding his phone, "Mr. Pace, may I have your contact information in case there's an issue with Grandpa Brookes, so we can reach you promptly?"

"Not possible," Warren Pace flatly refused, his demeanor as cold as it was when he first met Tina.

Jared, undeterred, simply stated, "I just want to be able to contact you in case of an emergency."

"Your fiancée is sufficient," Warren Pace pointed at Tina, a trace of approval in his eyes.

Tina was taken aback, "Sir, you know me?"Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Of course, all of us in the medical field know of Spectre."

"Compared to you, it's truly insignificant. Please, could you leave a contact method?" Tina did not want to miss this opportunity.

Warren Pace remained firm, "My consultation fee is very expensive, Mr. Brookes. Remember to transfer the money to my account," he said, handing over his account details. Jack took them with both hands, "Naturally."

Tina and Jared exchanged looks, both aware that Warren Pace did not want to leave any trace.

Tina checked the bank account again; aside from Warren Pace's name, there were no other clues.

This Warren Pace was no ordinary man.

As they were talking, Kiki and Mimi returned from kindergarten and ran straight to Tina.

"Tina!"

The children surrounded her, drawing a spontaneous smile from Warren Pace.

Attracted by his laughter, Kiki and Mimi released Tina and walked side by side to Warren Pace, who crouched to their level. "What are you looking at, little ones?" he asked.

Kiki glanced at Jared, then back at Warren Pace, "I used to think Jared was the handsomest man, but you are even more handsome."

Mimi nodded in agreement, "Yes, Jared is now second!"

Warren Pace chuckled, wounding Jared a bit.

Jared looked directly at Tina, his eyes seemingly asking, "Who's handsomer?"

Tina returned his gaze with an affirmation: You're the handsomest!

With that, Jared no longer cared about Kiki and Mimi's opinion.

Jack squatted down in front of his daughters, "Babies, where do I rank?"

"Fourth!" Kiki and Mimi shouted in unison.

Jack reiterated, "Babies, it's a ranking of looks, not of how I stand in the family."

"Right, still fourth," Kiki nodded again.

Mimi added, "Yeah, third is Brandon. He used to be second, but now there's a handsome uncle."

"I can't even beat Brandon!" Jack's heart broke.

Kiki and Mimi nodded, "Yeah, Brandon said men depreciate after marriage, just like Isaac and Gavin. It's a pity."

Jack, "..."

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Brandon, stay away from my babies from now on!

Brandon, who was bathing in Clearwater, sneezed loudly and then increased the temperature of the water by two degrees.

Watching the two little ones act so adorably, Tina grew even fonder of them.

Warren Pace clearly adored the children as well, pulling out two pairs of small shoes from his bag.

These shoes were delicately crafted, handmade with gold thread lacing the edges, looking neither tacky nor old-fashioned, but rather had a taste of national trend.

Tina could tell that these shoes were stitched with high-quality medicinal herbs to ensure that Kiki and Mimi would not suffer from mosquito bites or contract flu and other common childhood diseases. "Do you like these shoes, Kiki and Mimi?" Warren Pace asked.

"I like them, the flowers on them are really pretty, prettier than the ones my mom draws. Can you teach my mom? She's good at learning, she can learn anything," Kiki said excitedly while looking at the shoes. Mimi nodded along, "Yeah, I really like them too, teach my mom, please."

Scarlett, standing aside, blushed slightly, "Kiki and Mimi, don't be rude."

Warren Pace smiled and personally put the shoes on Kiki and Mimi. They fit perfectly as if they were tailor-made for them.

"I'm giving these to you as a thank you for your highest compliments to me."

Jack and Scarlett hurriedly responded, "Mr. Pace, we couldn't possibly accept."

"This is a promise between the kids and me, Mr. Brookes, you shouldn't interfere," Warren Pace said as he affectionately ruffled Kiki and Mimi's hair.

Jack and Scarlett did not say anything more.

However, Tina's eyes narrowed slightly.

Were these shoes prepared by Warren Pace in advance, or was it just a coincidence?

How could it be such a coincidence that the shoes were the correct size, in a style for girls, and importantly, there were exactly two pairs?

Just then, Amanda Quinn came out of Grandpa Brookes' bedroom, "He's awake."

Everyone rushed in but sensibly left a spot for Warren Pace.

Holding the children, Warren Pace approached the bed to set them down.

Grandpa Brookes, half-opening his eyes, mistook Warren Pace for Jack, "Jack, why didn't you send Kiki and Mimi to school."

Standing at the foot of the bed, Jack was momentarily stunned, then stepped forward, "Dad, I'm here, you've been asleep for a day. Kiki and Mimi are back."

Only then did Grandpa Brookes slowly open his eyes, realizing the man beside him was not his son, and chuckled, "I really am getting senile, mistaking people like that."

Warren Pace checked Grandpa Brookes' pulse, smiling, "You're far from senile."

Grandpa Brookes looked at Warren Pace, tears involuntarily streaming down, "Yes, I still haven't found my Alina."

Warren Pace's hand paused, his fingertips slightly curled, a flicker of emotion crossing his eyes before quickly returning to normal.

Though fleeting, Tina caught this moment.

Her gaze at Warren Pace deepened with inquiry.

After checking on Grandpa Brookes, Warren Pace let Tina and the others know, "He's alright now, I'll stay here for half an hour. If all is well after that, then in the future, Spectre can check on the old man." Jack and the others sighed in relief, "Thank you, Mr. Pace."