Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 452: | Have Met Mr. White

Wraith snorted coldly, telling Tina, "Just you wait, | will definitely create a poison far deadlier than yours, and you

won't even know how you died!"

Fatty slapped Wraith on the head, "How dare you speak to my Serena like that? Looking for a beating?"

"Didn't you just hit me!" roared Wraith.

Unperturbed, Fatty grabbed Wraith, pulling at his face from left to right, "Your skin sure is thick."

Now, bound tightly, Wraith could not move or poison anyone; only his teeth were still sharp.

He bit Fatty's finger when he wasn't looking, proclaiming, "This is my real face!"

Immediately, Fatty's finger began to swell and turn purple and red.

Tina sprinkled spowder on Fatty's hand and looked sideways at Wraith, "You're quite young."

It must be said, Wraith's skill in disguise was profound.

Previously in the psychiatric hospital, she hadn't realized he was disguised.

She had always thought the scholarly loser's appearance was Wraith's true face.

Tsk!

She had underestimated her opponent.

"| take good care of myself!" Wraith sat down exhausted, "Fatty, just untie me. I'm not worth much, really, | have

someone much more valuable for you." Hearing this, Fatty, ignoring the poison, asked, "What valuable person?"

Wraith shifted, "Just untiefirst."

"You first," Fatty remained unmoved.

Wraith sighed deeply, a tiger fallen prey to dogs!

"Ever heard of GTO? They have a second-in-command, called Mr. White. I've seen her, and her bounty..."

"Is ten times yours!" Fatty's eyes might as well have turned into dollar signs as he squatted down eagerly, "Tell

me, what does this Mr. White look like?" Tina also watched Wraith intently.

She hadn't expected he had actually seen Mr. White's true face, something even the mountain eagles hadn't

achieved.

Wraith's eyes flickered, "She's a woman, five feet six, with chestnut long hair."

Fatty nodded repeatedly, "And then?"

Wraith snorted coldly, "Then you untie me, and naturally, I'll tell you!"

"Damn!" Fatty cursed, looking back at Tina whose confidence seemed to bolster him, "Believe it or not, I'll have

my Serena poison you to death!"

Tina: You're proud of this?

Fatty: Committing crimes with Serena, of course I'm proud!

Wraith was impervious to threats, indifferent like a pig not fearing boiling water, "Go ahead, poison me. Then,

not only will you lose out on Mr. White, you won't even get my bounty. Poison me, con!" Fatty was truly at a

loss now.

But he was reluctant to just let Wraith go.

That was a bounty ten times higher than Wraith's, a beautiful bounty, gone without a trace, truly heart-

wrenching.

In Fatty's eyes, looks didn't matter; a high bounty made one a beauty!

Seeing Fatty's dilemma, Wraith was even more delighted, "Just untie me, | keep my word."

"Shut up!" Fatty obviously wasn't going to let anyone go.

What kind of bounty hunter would he be if he weren't greedy for bounties?

Tina, seeing Wraith had grasped Fatty's psyche, smiled as she approached and took out the concoction hidden

on Wraith.

Wraith looked painfully at his stolen concoction, "That's mine."

"| can give it to you, and | can also offer you a place to continue your research on potions, or spare you from

Fatty's pursuit," Tina played with the concoction in her hand, watching Wraith.

Fatty stood by Tina's side, not daring to speak further.

Serena had spoken, and he could no longer be greedy.

Wraith looked at Tina with a face full of suspicion, "Can you really be so kind-hearted?"

"Of course, just tellwhat Mr. White looks like, and | can meet all the conditions needed for your

experiments," Tina replied calmly.

Wraith was the only one who had seen Mr. White and could be persuaded to talk, much easier to handle than

Jasper.

She wouldn't miss this opportunity.

Wraith still didn't believe her, frowning at Tina.

Tina crouched down, her eyes intense as she looked at Wraith, "You are the most talented healer | have ever

met. The poisons you've developed are all in my collection, and only you can unlock the secrets of this potion I

hold." "You excel at making poisons, but creating antidotes would be just as easy for you. I've spent so long on

this potion without finding an antidote, but you can."

"| really admire you."

"Are you... serious?" Wraith could hardly believe his ears.

This wasn't just any admiration; this was Spectre!

He could hardly believe that his longtadversary actually admired him!

How could that be?

Tina nodded, "Yes, if you could helpfind the antidote for this potion, I'd admire you even more."

"Deal! I'll find the antidote for you right now!" Finally, swayed by Tina's flattery, Wraith succumbed.

All he could hear was Tina's statement of increased admiration.

This was a rare chance to make Spectre concede, how could he miss it! Moreover, he was sure only he could

develop the antidote for this potion!

Seeing this, a smile flickered at the corner of Tina's eyes.

She was good at persuasion.

She returned the potion to Wraith, "What does Mr. White look like?"

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"A woman, 5'6", chestnut hair, 216 pounds, with a three-centimeter scar on her face, almond eyes, thin lips, |

didn't see much else."

Wraith shrugged, "Untie me, and I'll draw her for you."

Fatty was a bit uneasy, but Tina had already started untying Wraith.

Wraith obediently began to sketch a rough portrait of Mr. White, "I only glanced at her that day; | couldn't see

much else."

Tina glanced at the drawing.

Hmm...

It was hard to describe.

Fatty cursed, "You call that a portrait!"

"Then you draw one," Wraith retorted, looking defiantly at Fatty.

Fatty took the pen and touched up the drawing, "Like this?"

"Actually, that does feel right," Wraith admitted, looking at Fatty's chubby hands, surprisingly skilled.

Tina looked at the touched-up portrait; although it looked more like a person, finding her in a crowd would still be

extremely difficult.

Moreover, Mr. White was skilled at disguising herself.

This made the noticeable scar a masked feature.

Tina took a photo of the portrait and sent it to Jayden.

"National search, approach silently, handle it yourself."

The deputy head of GTO was extraordinarily vigilant; if noticed, the target might flee before they arrived.

This was why Tina chose not to issue the Shadow Lotus Seal.

Moreover, Jayden had nearly mastered the art of disguise from Callum Maguire and Snow Judd, making him a

standout in the Mountain Veil Order. Letting him handle the search would be safer.

Jayden quickly replied to the message, "Yes."