Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1100

Chapter 1100 You Have Disappointed Me

Bailey's smile turned cold.

"I'm surprised by your sincerity in such a crucial moment. Well, at least you're living up to

appearances."

The man in camouflage was momentarily stunned. When he realized what she meant, his expression

abruptly changed.

"Ms. Jefferson, what do you mean by that?"

Bailey cast a cold glance at the winery. Her chilling gaze swept across, and the surrounding

atmosphere grew tense.

"Haven't you grasped the situation? This is a trap. Your commander has fallen into it. If you continue to

hesitate, be prepared to retrieve his lifeless body. You'd do well to trust me," she cautioned sternly.

The man in camouflage pressed his thin lips together and attempted to explain, "I received intel earlier

indicating that the hostage is in the hot spring pool. Later, I informed Commander Sutton, and she

should be heading to the hot spring pool now. However, I've lost contact with her as well."

Bailey's expression grew even darker. She turned to Ken at her side and asked in a low voice, "What's

the situation inside now?"

Ken nodded and answered, "Apart from the initial gunfire, there has been no activity. I suspect the

other side doesn't want Mr. Luther dead. As for why they staged this, I'm not sure."

Bailey slowly clenched her fist.

He might not know, but she did.

Faceless didn't want to kill Artemis and offend the Luther Family and Tarragon. Instead, she planned to

use underhanded tactics to disrupt their relationship.

Now, with both Rebecca and Artemis trapped in the hot spring pool, their already ambiguous

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If Faceless had resorted to more underhanded tactics, they might have done something outrageous—

something Bailey could not tolerate.

She could accept Artemis's past, even if he had fleeting connections with other women.

However, she couldn't accept him being involved with other women after they had fallen in love.

"Ms. Bailey, how about I lead a team to investigate the situation?" Cassius's voice came over, pulling

Bailey back from her wandering thoughts.

Bailey closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her gaze was clear.

"No, I'll go myself. Ken, have your people monitor the entire hot spring pool area. Anyone suspicious,

bring them in."

"Yes."

Bailey, accompanied by Cassius and others, entered the winery and headed straight for the hot spring

pool on the southwest side.

Along the way, she pondered many things, and in the end, she was engulfed by profound despair.

Faceless had set such a massive trap to make her witness Artemis betraying her—to completely break

her spirits.

Even though that man had strong willpower and wouldn't easily get involved with other women, if

Faceless employed forceful underhanded tactics, he might have been defenseless.

If he truly did it with Rebecca, how would she have handled it and faced this situation?

She stumbled along, lost in her thoughts, until she reached the hot spring pool.

Almost as soon as she approached the area, she detected an unusual scent—the stupefying drug.

The air was permeated with its distinctive odor, and due to her medical expertise and knowledge of

pharmacology, she could discern it.

The drug seemed to evaporate with the steam from the hot spring water, making it pervasive.

Anyone staying in the pool would inevitably be affected.

Moreover, the concentration of the drug was intense enough to cloud people's judgment. Once

exposed, even the most loyal person would surrender.

Oh, Faceless, you went to great lengths to win this opening move.

When she smelled the stupefying drug, she harbored little hope.

Artemis and Rebecca had been inside for more than ten minutes. Once they reached their limit, it was

likely they would...

"Ms. Bailey, how about letting my subordinates go in to check the situation? You wait here at the

entrance. Their goal isn't to take lives, so this area is relatively safe. I'll be back soon."

Bailey closed her eyes again and uttered through clenched teeth, "I'll go myself."

She took a bottle from her waist, brought it to her nose, sniffed it twice, and then tossed it to Cassius.

"This can counteract the stupefying drug in the air."

After speaking, she walked in first.

Cassius, after giving it a sniff, followed suit.

As they walked around the hot spring pool, they heard muffled groans in the air, sounding much like the

moans emitted when a man and a woman were intimate.

Bailey's steps abruptly halted, and the muscles in her face twitched violently.

She had ultimately arrived a step too late.

Cassius reached out to support her as she teetered on the brink of collapse. He uttered hoarsely, "Ms.

Bailey, Mr. Luther had no alternative. If he hadn't taken this action, he would have forfeited his life. In

such dire circumstances, choosing self-preservation is the only prudent decision."

Bailey cast him a sidelong glance, her expression a blend of a smile and a lament.

"Yet their past is shrouded in mystery, and this episode only adds layers of complexity. Even if I can be

forgiving and look past it, would she let go of this chance if he laid a hand on her? Cassius, I'm now

part of the Shurmer family and must weigh the reputation it holds. Public opinion is a formidable force.

Rebecca holds a unique status. A cascade of troubles will surely follow once she becomes entwined in

a love triangle with Artemis and me."

Cassius slowly lowered his head. "Ms. Bailey, then confront it according to your own volition. I believe

Mr. Artemis will stand by you."

Bailey couldn't help but smile bitterly. Her desire was to spend a lifetime with Artemis, but would fate

permit such a wish to be fulfilled effortlessly?

The answer was a resounding no.

She gently pushed Cassius away, her voice hoarse. "Wait here. The scene inside is not something you

should witness."

Cassius nodded and took a couple of steps back.

As Bailey moved forward, on the verge of crossing the threshold, she seemed to recall something and

added, "Don't inform my brother about what transpired here."

"Understood."

Cassius observed her retreating figure, his eyes stinging a bit.

In comparison to Zoey, this woman displayed remarkable strength. Perhaps the inherent pride of the

Shurmer family didn't permit any sign of weakness.

Zoey lacked Shurmer lineage, and despite not witnessing resilience in her throughout the years, Bailey

radiated a different kind of strength.

Lost in thought, he caught Bailey's poignant voice in the air, "Artemis, you've let me down in the end."

Artemis' suppressed and fractured response was followed by, "Bay, I apologize. I couldn't hold on,

couldn't endure it. That's why I..."

A sharp 'smack' echoed, the distinct sound of a resounding slap.

Although it wasn't entirely clear who delivered the slap, the circumstances strongly suggested that

Bailey struck Artemis.

In the next moment, Bailey's voice pierced the air, carrying an unfathomable indifference—cold and

mournful.

"Get dressed. Ken will come to pick you up."

She paused briefly and added, "Ms. Sutton, I hope you can provide me with a reasonable explanation."

Rebecca chuckled. "What explanation do you need? Ms. Jefferson witnessed the situation. For a

prodigy like Mr. Luther, admired by numerous international socialites, isn't it normal for me to idolize

him?"

"Enough," Artemis growled softly.