Chapter 514
Artemis and Bailey had been doing their best to hide their identities so the two factions wouldn't learn
of their relationship.
If their relationship were exposed, an uproar within both organizations would be inevitable.
When Artemis saw Bailey sitting on a flower bed, he was no longer in a hurry to leave the car. He then
grabbed his phone and called Micah. “What's going on with the conflict in Gregan? Why did the Saviors
fight with Tarragon?”
After a brief silence, Micah sighed. “I received the news not too long ago, and I was just hesitating if I
should tell you about it. I didn't expect you to be one step quicker than me. In any case, I'm not certain
about the details yet. According to what I know, the Saviors were the ones who provoked us first. Our
men couldn't keep their cool, and, well...”
“Then investigate the matter and find out all the details.”
“Understood.”
Upon ending the call, Artemis sat in the car for a little longer to calm himself down.
Subsequently, he left the vehicle, approached Bailey, and squatted in front of her. He gently caressed
her cheek and reassured her, “You don't need to think about those awful things with me around. Even if
the sky falls, all you need to do is nestle in my embrace. I'll make everything okay.”
In response, she turned her face away while her eyes turned misty. She was clearly on the verge of
crying.
Artemis' heart clenched when he saw her pitiful look. D*mn. That look on her face makes me want to
give my life to her just to make her happy.
“Don't cry, okay?”
She ignored him and promptly began sobbing, tears streaming down her cheeks endlessly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe sight of her tears made Artemis feel like crying, too. Even though people tell me women are made
of cotton, I've always thought Bailey's made of steel. But, at this moment, that doesn't seem to be true.
Watching her cry is enough to break my heart.
“It's my fault for not managing Tarragon well, resulting in conflict and causing the Saviors to suffer
immense losses. If you feel you've let down your comrades, then feel free to stab me with a knife.”
Turning her head toward him, she slapped his chest. “You're bullying me, Artemis!”
Wait, what? I'm telling her that she's allowed to stab me, so how am I the one bullying her?
“I—”
Bailey buried her head in his embrace and bawled. “I'm afraid the whole world will oppose our
relationship, Artemis. I don't think I can live without you.”
It was at that moment Artemis understood why she was throwing a temper tantrum. So, she's afraid
that the conflict between our factions will escalate to the point that it'll tear our relationship apart.
“That won't happen. I'm willing to give up everything for the sake of our relationship. If the world forbids
us from being together, I'll relinquish everything just to stay by your side.”
His words only made her cry even harder.
She was, indeed, afraid. At that moment, even the slightest bit of threat to their relationship would
make her feel as though the heavens were forbidding them from staying together.
He comforted, “Don't cry anymore, all right? You're making me lose my cool, too, which is something I
can't afford to do right now. There are still many things waiting for me to take care of. Be good, okay?”
Meanwhile, inside the guest room of Tarragon's branch, Yvette was video-calling Dominic. “Is Bailey
really the leader of the Saviors, Mr. Doyle?”
“That is correct. I've already verified it. She is the head of the Saviors,” Dominic answered.
As resentment flashed past Yvette's eyes, she tightened her grip on the glass she was holding. If that
woman really does have the Saviors as a backer, it'll be much more difficult to deal with her.
“What do we do? Our leader loves Bailey and wishes to marry her. If they do marry each other, she'll
become Tarragon's matriarch.”
An evil smirk abruptly formed on Dominic's countenance. “If Bailey's an ordinary person, this will be
more difficult to deal with. However, because she's the Saviors' head, she can never have a
relationship with our leader. Don't forget about the grudge between Tarragon and the Saviors.”
Yvette slowly loosened her grip on the glass and allowed it to slip out of her hand, smashing into pieces
upon hitting the ground.
“You're right. How can I forget about the grudge between Tarragon and the Saviors? If the two factions
are locked in a battle, Bailey and Artemis will become arch-enemies, and they'll never be able to be
together for the rest of their lives.”
Dominic cackled. “I'm glad you understand what I said right away. You're a smart kid. Anyway, let me
tell you some good news. Both factions have already started a bloody fight in Gregan, and both have
suffered major losses. The animosity between the two factions has been firmly established.”
Joy surfaced on Yvette's face. “Really? That's great! This saves me so much time. I'll mobilize my dad's
old subordinates and ask them to sign a joint statement. This will force the leader to launch an official
war against the Saviors.”
Shaking his head, Dominic dissuaded, “You can't do that because it'll only make things worse. What's
important right now is to inform everyone in Tarragon that Bailey's the Saviors' leader. Only then will we
be able to eliminate Leader's idea to marry Bailey.”
She nodded in agreement. “I'll do as you say. Once we expose Bailey's identity, she'll become
Tarragon's number-one enemy and be boycotted by the masses. I'm curious if she'll still be able to
marry into the Luther family and become Tarragon's matriarch when that happens.”
“Mhm.”
Meanwhile, inside Dylan Black's office at the hospital, Genevieve placed a check for one million on the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtable. “I want this matter to remain a secret between us, Mr. Black. No one else, including my husband
and daughter, can learn the truth. Do you understand?”
Narrowing his eyes, Dylan spoke hesitantly. “If the cat's out of the bag, the only person you'll hurt is
your daughter.”
“It's fine. Even my daughter is in the dark about this. I believe she can convince the Shurmer family that
the baby inside her belongs to Zeke. You don't need to worry about anything else. All you need to do is
keep your mouth shut about how you obtained some random man's sperm from the hospital's sperm
bank.”
After staring at the check on the table that represented an exorbitant sum, he hesitated briefly and
ultimately failed to resist the temptation of money.
Then, he sighed and remarked, “If only Mr. Shurmer's sperms weren't all dead, then Ms. Gourd
would've been able to carry his baby and become the legitimate matriarch of the Shurmer family.”
Genevieve gritted her teeth. I'm still infuriated! Even though I spent so much effort removing Zeke's
sperm from the Shurmer family's cold storage, it was all for naught! I have no choice but to use the
sperm of a random man as a substitute. Hopefully, Shirley can secure her position in the Shurmer
family with this illegitimate baby. Once an intimate relationship between her and Zeke blooms and they
have another baby together, I'll find a way to get rid of this random man's baby.
“I'll be counting on you for this matter, Mr. Black. If you have any difficulties in the future, let me know,
and I'll do my best to help you out.”
“Okay. Two days later, bring Ms. Gourd to my laboratory. I'll conduct an in vitro fertilization for her
there.”
“All right.”
Meanwhile, Micah kneeled in the heavy rain before Holden's mansion. He was staring at the living
room ahead of him coldly. “I failed to do what you instructed me to and caused your daughter to suffer,
Mrs. Lewitt. Thus, I will remain kneeling here until you're willing to forgive me.”