Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 983: "We've Met a Few Times, But We're Not Close?" Hayden froze in place. "Master?" "Tina, if I call Master, will he show up?" he asked hesitantly.

Tina glanced at him. "You can't call him? Don't you know how to ask for help?" A sudden realization dawned on Hayden, his eyes lighting up. Of course! He couldn't directly reach his master, but his brothers could.

"I'll message them right now!" Hayden exclaimed, pulling out his phone with excitement. In their group chat, he sent a voice message: "Brothers, does anyone know where Master is? Please tellright away. I urgently need his help-if not, my happiness for the rest of my life might be ruined!" The group fell silent.

Everyone: "..." Not only was the White family's reputation tarnished in that moment, but even the Cohen family's pride was thoroughly trampled.

How could Hayden switch between desperation and shamelessness so effortlessly? No wonder the White family was so frustrated with him.

Five minutes passed. Then ten.

The chat remained silent, with only Hayden's lonely voice message sitting there.

Hayden felt like crying. Why was it that whenever he needed help, his brothers acted as if they didn't care? "Tina..." he began pitifully.

Tina sighed, pinching her temples as she grabbed Hayden's phone. She sent a three-second voice message to the group: "Hayden's fiancée has been taken. Get Master here." The moment the message was sent, the group exploded.

Dexter: "Whoever dared to mess with Hayden's woman must have a death wish." Wesley: "Tina, why are you with Hayden? And when did Hayden get a fiancée?" Damian: "Focus on the important part-Hayden is in trouble and needs urgent help. Tina, I haven't been in contact with Master recently, but I remember he mentioned staying in the capital for a while during your wedding." James: "If Tina is calling for Master, it must be serious. Stop talking and get moving." Tristan: "I got through to him. He didn't give an address, just said he's not in the capital and told us to stop bothering him about his stuff. Apparently, it's his retirement fund." Liam: "Who's bothering him? And who cares about his stuff? It's not even enough to cover my dog's expenses." Philip: "Keep him on the line. I'll track his location." Gavin: "Hayden, you've got snerve. You're getting married and didn't even tell us? Only Tina knows?" Hayden: "I swear on my life, I wasn't trying to hide anything! The situation cup suddenly, and I couldn't handle it myself. I had to ask for your help. Thank you, brothers!" Philip: "Got it. He's at a temple in the mountains near the capital." Tina spoke up, her tone calm but firm. "Tell him that if he's not at the White family estate within thirty minutes, we'll split all his treasures into ten shares." Everyone: "Got it." Ten minutes later, Hayden's phone rang.

Seeing the number, he froze in shock for two seconds. "Tina, Master himself is calling me!" Tina motioned for him to answer and stood up. "Let's go. We'll head over now." On the Way Nathan drove as Hayden, still using crutches, squeezed into the front passenger seat.

In the back, Tina closed her eyes to rest. Jared, worried she might bump her head, pulled her into his arms. "Sleep for a while. I'll wake you when we get there," he said softly.

Tina murmured in agreement, lazily wrapping her arms around his waist and settling into a comfortable position.

In the front, Hayden turned to look, puzzled. "Mr. Farrell, is Tina okay? She didn't look well earlier, and her throat sounded hoarse..." Jared shot him a cold glare.

Speople not only caused trouble but talked too much.

Hayden shrank back, swallowing his words. He turned to Nathan, hoping for an answer.

Nathan shut him down with a single sentence. "Instead of worrying about them, you should think about how you're going to convince your future father-in-law when we get to the White family estate." Hayden: "..." At the White Family Estate In the grand hall, Grandpa White was chatting happily with Master Tam, while Sean stood to the side, serving tea.

Hayden was stunned. He whispered to Tina, "Master has so much influence here? If I'd known, I would've asked him for help directly." Tina didn't bother to explain.

Master Tam was part of a hidden family and had close ties with the Brooks family-something everyone knew. Even if the White family wasn't aware of his other identity, his connection to the Brooks family alone ensured they wouldn't disrespect him.

Not to mention, Master Tam was a renowned mystic with extraordinary skills in divination, highly valued by prominent families.

Damon entered the hall, supported by his son, his hearty voice echoing. "I've brought my grandson to apologize. I hope you don't mind us dropping by uninvited." Sean glanced at Grandpa White before stepping forward. "There's no need to be so formal. It's a minor matter-you didn't have to go to the trouble of coming personally." Sean's gaze then shifted to Hayden, who was still leaning on his crutches. "Hayden, are you okay?" Hayden froze for a moment before gritting his teeth and forcing a smile. "I'm fine." Sean patted him on the shoulder. "Good to hear." Everyone: "..." That was sblatant lying.

After the pleasantries, Tina and Jared stepped forward to greet everyone. Grandpa White, who owed Tina his life, immediately invited her to sit and ordered the servants to bring the finest tea. Tina exchanged a few polite words before taking her seat, ending up next to Master Tam.

She nodded at him with a small smile. "What a coincidence, Master. We meet again." Master Tam's mouth twitched. Coincidence, my foot! As if he didn't know that this girl was the only one who could manipulate those brats into action. She had clearly gone to great lengths to force him out of hiding.

Grandpa White, sitting nearby, overheard their conversation and suddenly remembered their connection. Tina was the Brooks family's granddaughter, and Master Tam was close to the Brooks family.

"How could I forget? Miss Reed and Master Tam must know each other," Grandpa White said. Tina smiled politely. "We've met a few times, but we're not close." Master Tam: "..." Not close? You raided my treasures like they were your own cabbages! Not close? You madestamp a handprint on something and turned a thousand dollars into eighty million! For the sake of the few heirlooms he had left, he decided to endure.

Sensing the tension, Grandpa White didn't press further. When the servants brought tea, he seized the opportunity to steer the conversation. "May I ask what brings you here today?" Damon's eyes narrowed slightly. These were old foxes playing games.

"I'm willing to put my pride on the line today. My grandson may be foolish, but his feelings are wo genyine weve watched these two grow up together. Why not give the kids a chance?" Grandpa White's expression darkened as he suppressed his anger. A chance? Hadn't the past twenty years been full of chances? Did they think the White family couldn't find someone better? Did they think their grandson was so special?