Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 203: Givea Chance to Redeem Myself Jared Farrell's face grew colder as he listened. He had felt something was off when Hugo mentioned the villa today. It turned out these troublesguys had taken over the rooms next to Tina's while he was away.

At this moment, Hugo and his group, hearing the commotion, cdown from the third floor. Seeing Jared Farrell, Hugo and his wife were momentarily stunned, remembering that Jared was supposed to live with them too. However, they had forgotten and all the rooms on the second and third floors were already chosen. "Well..." Hugo looked around awkwardly and asked Jared Farrell in a negotiating tone, "Jared, how about you stay in a room on the first floor?" Jared Farrell lifted his eyes, let out a light laugh, and glanced coldly at the seven men in the hallway. Finally, he pointed at Hayden Cohen, who was trying to hide behind Damian, "I'll stay in his room." Dexter Brookes and the others immediately turned their threatening gazes towards Hayden Cohen, signaling that if he dared agree, he'd be in big trouble.

Hayden Cohen felt miserable. Why did he have to be caught in the middle? But facing Jared Farrell's cold smile, he realized that while his eight brothers were scary, refusing Jared could be deadly. So he forced a laugh and said, "I'm afraid of heights; I'll take a room on the first floor." Dexter Brookes and the others glared at Hayden Cohen with naked hostility, calling him a traitor with their eyes. Hayden Cohen pretended not to see them and quickly went upstairs to pack his things, wanting to avoid the intense battlefield on the second floor.

As soon as he entered his room, someone grabbed him by the neck from behind. Jared Farrell's icy voice rang out, "Enjoyed tearing down my house?" Hayden Cohen shivered all over, almost kneeling before Jared Farrell. He turned around trembling and said, "Mr. Farrell, I was forced! You have no idea how terrifying my eight brothers are..." "Oh?" Jared Farrell laughed without warmth. "They're scary? I'm not? The Iron Camp for new recruits needs an experienced leader. How about you?" "No!" Hayden Cohen's hair stood on end, and his legs went weak. This the really knelt before Jared Farrell, hugging his leg and begging for mercy. "Mr. Farrell, Iron Camp lasts for months! You can't do without a handsand capable assistant likeduring these tumultuous times!" What a joke! Iron Camp was known as hellish training, improved by none other than Jared Farrell himself. They had barely survived the original devilish training designed by Lark Everett. Out of a thousand participants, fewer than thirty passed. And now Jared had made it even tougher.

"Ha." Jared Farrell sneered and kicked Hayden Cohen away. "You think I need you around to annoy me?" "No, no! I'm very considerate; I wouldn't annoy you." Hayden Cohen tried to approach again.

Jared Farrell coldly avoided him, looking at him as if saying, "Do you believe what you're saying?" "Mr. Farrell..." Hayden Cohen was on the verge of tears. "Givea chance to redeem myself!" Jared Farrell said expressionlessly, "Get rid of your eight brothers." For Tina's sake, he could tolerate them tearing down his house. But fighting for a spot next to Tina? Unforgivable. "Well..." Hayden Cohen hesitated at the thought of his difficult brothers. But seeing Jared's cold gaze, he quickly said, "I can do it, but..." Seeing Jared's face turn cold again, he hurriedly added, "But my eight brothers aren't easy to deal with. We need to tackle them one by one." "Oh?" Jared Farrell sat on a leather sofa by the wall, crossing his long legs and raising an eyebrow at Hayden Cohen. "How do we tackle them one by one?" Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Heh heh." Hayden Cohen chuckled mischievously and leaned in to whisper, "Dexter likes painting, Wesley is afraid of cats, Damian loves tea, James Heart..." Jared Farrell gave him a cold look. "Won't that waste a lot of time?" Hayden Cohen was almost in tears. "It's the best way I can think of. Otherwise, getting rid of them won't be easy." "Ha!" Jared Farrell's lips curled into a smirk. "Really?" Downstairs.

When Tina cdown after scolding James Heart, she saw Jared Farrell and her other eight brothers sitting on opposite sofas in the living room. Dexter Brookes and the others glared at Jared with disdain. Though alone, Jared's presence was undiminished as he faced them indifferently.

Hugo and Jennie looked bewildered. They had been hosting everyone for tea when suddenly the atmosphere turned tense.

Damian sneered at Jared and began skillfully brewing tea with a white jade tea set on the coffee table.

"Mr. Reed, Mrs. Reed," Damian said to Hugo and Jennie while glaring at Jared provocatively. "This is the finest tea from today's batch. Please try it." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 005sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Jared smiled slightly, took a sip of the tea Damian handed him, and praised it. "Rich and mellow with a sweet aftertaste. Excellent tea." Twenty thousand dollars per hundred grams indeed made it excellent tea.

Just as Damian was about to feel proud, the doorbell rang. Jennie opened the door to let Nathan Lehman in with a purple sandalwood box.

"Mr. Farrell, here's what you asked for," Nathan said as he approached Jared.

Jared nodded slightly, and Nathan The placed the box on the coffee table and opened it to reveal an exquisite white porcelain tea set carved with intricate designs. The set was laid out on a jade-polished table surface, looking exceptionally beautiful.

Damian's eyes widened at the sight of the tea set by Shawn Westwood, which had fetched a billion dollars at auction last year.

Seeing Nathan take out stea leaves next made Damian gasp. "This... this is..."

Jared took the tea leaves from Nathan and elegantly brewed tea with water from Zhongling Spring that Nathan had brought along. He Eng answered slowly, "This tea comes from the Imperial Tea Garden, producing only two ounces annually. It's priceless."

"But... using such a precious antique tea set for brewing tea?!" Damian exclaimed as he he watched Jared use the Carved white porcelain set for brewing. His eyes nearly popped out in distress. "What a waste!" Shawn Westwood's tea sets were rare treasures; any damage would be an irreplaceable loss for humanity.