Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1012

Chapter 1012 Save Her

Since he had already made a promise, no matter how perilous the path ahead, he had to see it through.

Originally, he planned to wait for a while until he had delivered the Bailey back to Hallsbay. He wanted her to stay at ease at the Shurmer

residence, waiting to be married. He would only find time to handle the matter in Zaewora.

When Rebecca called to urge him, he had no choice but to take it seriously.

Interpol maintained global order, yet numerous underground forces still ran rampant despite their control.

For instance, Tarragon and the Saviors. However, all these organizations had their limits.

Moreover, it was precisely because of these organizations that the entire international underground circle could be balanced, preventing it

from descending into chaos.

In the early years, Tarragon and the Saviors had signed a contract with Interpol, promising not to cross the line and only engage in normal

underground activities.

A new power had emerged that day, trafficking firearms on a large scale, pushing the international situation to a precarious brink.

Interpol couldn't just sit idly by. It was only natural for them to want to step in and intervene.

“Tell me about the specifics of the situation over there. Now that the matter in Gregan is settled, I'll find some time to make a trip.”

Rebecca didn't hide anything. She slowly explained, “Some time ago, I told you they had hired a group of perfumers to deal with Interpol's

pursuit. Ever since the major upheaval in Rogers Group a few days ago, when Ms. Rogers ordered the purge of all the descendants of the

Rogers family involved in worldly affairs, those perfumers have been secretly eliminated by the Rogers family. We initially thought that

without those perfumers, our top detectives would be able to track them down. In fact, a few days ago, we indeed located their hideout. As a

result, when we sent our people to eliminate them, we fell into their trap, and a group of our elites were trapped by them. One of the detectives

who managed to escape reported that they have a group of masters of disguise within their ranks. We've all been deceived by them, falling

right into their trap.”

Artemis' hand casually rested on the bedside table as he listened to her report while rhythmically tapping his fingers on the tabletop.

His acuity was remarkable, instantly discerning two thorny issues amidst such a tangled mess. “Who all have they trapped? What's the deal

with the disguise masters? Explain it clearly.”

Rebecca replied, “Slayer One and Slayer Three are trapped. As for the situation of the disguise masters, I'm not quite sure. I can't find any

information. Black Puma is a very cautious man. Upon learning about Mr. Broderick's downfall, he immediately dealt with all the perfumers

the Rogers family had planted in his place. I initially thought we could seize this opportunity to strike while the iron is hot. But who would

have guessed? He's gathered a group of disguise masters to completely change their appearances.”

Artemis slowly straightened his body. When I previously served as the top commander in Interpol, my code name was The Exterminator, a

name that commanded respect both at home and abroad. And the deputies I cultivated, codenamed from Slayer One to Slayer Ten, were all

top-notch talents. So now, we've lost two just by cleaning up a small base of a newly risen organization? Moreover, it's Slayer One and Slayer

Three who are the most outstanding in terms of intellect, combat, and skills. And where on earth did that so-called masters of disguise come

from?

Right then, a name surfaced in his mind. Faceless! Bailey said that Faceless was targeting her, aiming to snatch The Art of Semblance from

her hands and establish a firm foothold among the reclusive families. It seems like that woman has gathered a large group of disguise masters.

After not hearing from Artemis for a long time, Rebecca couldn't help but ask again, “Teacher, is this matter quite tricky?”

Artemis interrupted his tangled thoughts and said calmly, “I will be going to Zaewora in three days. I will be taking my wife with me. If you

can avoid her, please do. I'd rather you not meet her because I'm afraid it might upset her.”

He paused for a moment, then added, “She must go because she is proficient in the art of disguise, which will aid me in locating the Black

Puma's hideout.” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Rebecca suddenly laughed. “Mr. Luther, I've known you for so many years, and you've never been afraid of anything. Are you really so afraid

of Mrs. Luther now?”

Artemis didn't want to converse with her. This woman is too cunning and audacious, acting entirely on her whims. She never plays by the

rules. I used to avoid her like the plague, and it's still the same now.

“I'm hanging up.” He hung up without waiting for her reaction, abruptly ending the call.

After sitting by the bed for a while, he rolled out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom.

Since he knew the whereabouts of Faceless, he could hardly sit still. He thought it would be best to inform Bailey about it.

Moreover, Slayer One and Slayer Three were top talents that he personally nurtured.

No matter in which country, they were all high-ranking officials of at least the ministerial level. He couldn't just let them fall like that.

Meanwhile, at the infirmary, Bailey walked into the lab with a piece of bread in hand and couldn't help but laugh upon seeing Cameron, with

dark circles under his eyes, busy concocting poison.

Even though she didn't get a good night's sleep the night before, having been kept up for most of it by Artemis, seeing him in such a sorry

state didn't dampen her good mood in the slightest. “Why are you working so hard? Are you worried I won't give you the goshawk? Are you

afraid you won't be able to win a wife?”

Cameron glared at her fiercely, his hawk-like eyes swirling with a warm shade of anger. How desperate must I have been in the past to

actually admire such a heartless person? Luckily, I pulled back in the nick of time, saving myself from a lifetime of ruin by this wicked

scheme.

“I'm just waiting for the day when Artemis messes up and gets whisked away by some vixen. I'd like to see if you can still laugh then,” he

said.

Bailey rolled her eyes, not showing any signs of weakness. She retorted, “Artemis is under my watch., I can somewhat keep an eye on

whether he messes up or not. Someone's wife, on the other hand, is as beautiful as a fairy. She's wandering around right now. If someone were

to whisk her away, wouldn't that certain man be crying his eyes out?”

Upon hearing that, Cameron chuckled, tossing the freshly brewed poison and its corresponding antidote into her arms. “Remember to hand

over the goshawk to me. If you try to cheat again, I'll poison your man with something you can't cure, tormenting him to death.”

With a silent sip of her wine, Bailey muttered, “Childish.”

When Cameron approached her, he rudely snatched the bread from her hands.

Bailey wasn't done with the bread.

Cameron seemed to have read her mind and snorted, “I suppose Mr. Luther was enough for you last night, otherwise he's really useless.”

Bailey's ears turned a shade of red, and she felt somewhat embarrassed.

After shooting him a fierce glare, she took the poison and the antidote to the ward.

When she arrived, Simon and Catherine were both in the room.

Luna's condition was quite dire, her little face pale as a sheet. It seemed that the parasite king was devouring her vitality.

Upon seeing her enter, Simon rushed to her, pleading desperately, “Bailey, please save her.”

Bailey looked at him and saw his face covered in stubble, his eyes bloodshot. She then comforted him by saying, “The poison has been

prepared. You can order someone to bring Eunice over. With me here, Luna will be fine.”

“Okay! All right.” Like clutching at the last straw, Simon dashed toward the outside.

Catherine turned to look at her, asking, “Bay, will this method really work?”