Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1113

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Bailey had been silent all along, but suddenly she let out a roar. The sudden outburst startled Artemis,

causing his body to jolt, almost leaping in surprise. "Bay, is that really what you think? Are you really

breaking up with me?"

No way. I'm carrying his child right now. If I break up with him, I'll be making it easier for him and his

mistress. Bailey spat, "I don't want to talk to you. Please leave."

A look of hurt was evident on Artemis' face, a cloud of sadness shrouding his brow. His thin lips moved

as if to speak, but then he hesitated.

Sammy couldn't help but speak up. "Ms. Bailey, Mr. Luther hasn't eaten all day and is still injured. Can't

you be a little gentler?"

Bailey's cold gaze swept over Sammy, successfully pushing him back. Then, turning her head towards

Artemis, she said in a chilling tone, "It seems that the food in my humble abode doesn't suit Mr.

Luther's taste. How about I arrange for someone to escort you back to your estate? There, you have a

master chef and a beautiful woman waiting. I'm sure your appetite will greatly improve."

Without uttering another word, Artemis immediately grabbed the milk she had been drinking and took

two big gulps. Then, he snatched the bread from her hand and started munching on it. She still cares

about me. The situation isn't too bad. I'm fine with a cold war as long as she doesn't cut ties with me.

Knowing she didn't want to talk about that, he tried to change the subject, saying, "I just saw your news

on my way to the bedroom. Faceless is becoming more and more audacious. Have you thought about

how to deal with her? Or should I send someone to capture her?"

Bailey gave him a cold glance, scoffed, and said, "What if she, like a cornered dog, kills Orion? What

will you do if that happens?"

Artemis fell silent, slowly nibbling on his bread.

He refrained from saying anything because he believed any words out of his mouth at that moment

were going to be wrong.

As Bailey was about to step out of the bedroom, having just gotten up from the floor, her wrist was NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

suddenly seized by the man at the side of the bed. "Let go."

"Where are you going?" questioned Artemis.

Ignoring him, Bailey turned to Sammy and asked, "Has Raiden arrived?"

She actually knew that Raiden had arrived. She just asked on purpose.

After glancing at Artemis, whose face was somewhat gloomy, Sammy carefully said, "He has arrived,

but he's tired from the long journey and is resting."

"No problem. Take me to see him. Once I'm there, he won't be sleepy anymore." After she finished

speaking, she raised her eyebrows at Artemis, signaling him to let go.

Artemis appeared aggrieved, his tone almost pleading. "If that guy asks you for another shirt, could you

please not give it to him? He's already taken one, and I haven't even gotten mine yet."

With a suppressed smile, Bailey, keeping a straight face, brushed off his hand. Giving him the cold

shoulder really works. In the past, if he knew I gave the shirt to Raiden, he would have made a huge

fuss. Now, not only does he dare not lose his temper, but he also needs to appease me. I'm truly

relieved that he revealed his identity as The Exterminator at this critical moment. "Sammy, the air in

Ordano is humid all year round, and my clothes are all packed in my suitcase. Could you ask the

housekeeper to sort them out and then air them out?"

Watching Bailey's departing figure, Sammy cheerfully said to Artemis, "Mr. Luther, what are you still

standing there for? Hurry up and rummage through the luggage. Ms. Bailey must have left you the

clothes she made herself."

Artemis was stunned for three seconds, then quickly headed towards the dressing room.

Seeing his urgency, Sammy couldn't help but chuckle cheerfully. Ms. Bailey is truly fortunate to have a

man who holds her every joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure close to his heart.

After leaving the bedroom, Bailey didn't go to find Raiden. Instead, she had the housekeeper call

Cameron to the tearoom.

"I must say, you're quite an odd one, coming over for coffee in the middle of the night. Aren't you afraid

it'll be too much for you?" asked Cameron.

"I'm pregnant and can't drink coffee. This is brewed for you, so drink up. You're not allowed to leave

until you've finished it," said Bailey.

Cameron was about to lose his temper when, suddenly, a whiff of coffee fragrance wafted to his nose.

It instantly dissipated all the anger brewing within him.

He picked up the coffee cup and took a couple of sips, then praised, "Excellent coffee, even better than

a professional. You actually understand the art of coffee?"

Bailey handed him the coffee pot. "Take your time and enjoy. Make sure you're satisfied. This is the first

time I've brewed coffee since I became a master at it."

Cameron took a few more sips, becoming increasingly intoxicated. "I heard you gave the first shirt you

sewed to Raiden. Luther was so furious, he almost set Raiden on fire. Now, you're giving me your first

cup of coffee. Aren't you afraid your significant other will be jealous and give you a hard time when you

get home?"

Bailey glared at him, reaching for the coffee pot. "Are you going to drink? If you're not, I'll toss it."

Before she could grab the pot handle, Cameron lunged forward, clutching the pot and stepping back

two paces. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "Of course I'll drink."

Bailey leaned back, speaking lightly. "Consider this coffee as a substitute for wine. After you finish

drinking, you'll go to Artemis' manor to replace the body double there, impersonating Artemis."

Cameron straightened up. Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, he furrowed his brows and asked,

"Is Faceless planning to poison someone?"

"Yep. That woman is eager to get what's in my hands. She won't drag it out for too long. Now that I'm in

a cold war with Artemis, living separately, it's the best opportunity for her."

Cameron asked with some confusion, "Why are you so sure that she intended to poison Artemis and

not you?"

Bailey regarded him with disdain and said, "Firstly, poisoning Artemis can serve as a test to determine

if my falling out with Artemis is genuine. If he is poisoned, I won't simply stand idly by. Secondly, I have

just arrived in Ordano and her people have not yet infiltrated my living quarters. The chances of them

successfully poisoning me are virtually nonexistent. Thirdly, she has been spreading rumors that I

heartlessly watched Orion die without lifting a finger to help. She has already used underhanded tactics

against me once, so she will not be given a second chance. Based on these three points, it is clear that

her next target for poisoning is Artemis. If you take his place, you will be the one who gets poisoned.

Although this may seem somewhat childish, you should make the sacrifice in order to lure out your

wife. I assure you, you will not be in any danger because No-Face will not use a lethal poison that kills

instantly. She will instruct the poisoner to dilute the toxin. You will be able to hold on until Blaze comes

to rescue you."

Cameron rolled his eyes. "You've said it all; what else can I possibly add? Fine, go back to sleep. I'll

head to the execution platform after I finish this pot of coffee."

Bailey reached out and patted his shoulder, smiling warmly. "We will be relying on you, Mr. Yablon."

"Spare me your insincere flattery. If you truly want to show your gratitude, give me a shirt. I happen to

be in need of one."

Bailey blinked, raising an eyebrow to ask, "Aren't you afraid Blaze will be angry if you wear the clothes I

made?"

Cameron was speechless. Very well. Pretend I didn't say anything, then.

As Bailey was about to turn around and leave, Cameron suddenly took out an object and threw it at

her.

She quickly reached out to catch it, and upon seeing that it was a scroll, she suddenly understood.

"Here's your painting back. From now on, we are just friends. Try not to contact me unless it is

necessary. I am only looking out for my wife," said Cameron.

Bailey laughed and said, "Thank you for releasing me. I hope you achieve what you desire and win the

heart of your beloved."

"Get lost, you troublemaker. I better not see you around here again."