Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 1071

Chapter 1071 You Will Be In For It

In a suite in a luxury hotel, Lynda scanned through the comments section, seething in fury.

It was such a great scandal. Yet, Victoria unexpectedly managed to smooth things over with just a brief statement. I've really underestimated her. Pampered and fragile, she's always crying and making a fuss at the slightest trouble, acting as though the world was coming to an end. I never thought she'd have such a strong side. When something of this magnitude happens, those without courage are likely to evade reality, unable to recover.

“Make sure they clean up any traces left behind. I don't want Lionel to trace it back to me. Destroy what needs to be destroyed, and kill who needs to be killed.”

“Understood.”

In Zaewora, gunshots echoed intermittently around an earthen fort on the outskirts of the border city.

Artemis's mission started off unfavorably, for he was ambushed by Black Puma's men. A fierce battle ensued between the two parties, resulting in countless casualties.

“Mr. Luther, I'll cover you while you break out immediately. This is Black Puma's territory, and staying here will do us no good.”

Artemis gazed at the ruins around him. His expression was cold and distant, his eyes radiating a sharp and solemn glint.

The investigative team from the Tarragon's branch discovered that the son of Bailey's master was being held in that earthen fort. Since the information came from Tarragon, he had no reason to doubt it.

Unexpectedly, things did not turn out accordingly.

It would seem that there was a traitor within Tarragon's Zaewora branch who fed him false information with the intention of luring him into a trap to kill him.

“I can't leave. If I do, dozens of our comrades will die.”

He couldn't allow so many elites to fall there because of his mistake.

Ken was as anxious as ever.

If they were merely trapped, they could still fight their way out. Breaking out would at least allow half of them to survive, preventing total annihilation.

But not only were they surrounded. They were also poisoned severely. Exhausted and weak, there was absolutely no way for them to fight their way out.

“Now is not the time to be indecisive, Mr. Luther. You need to leave quickly. Otherwise, none of us will be able to survive. If you manage to escape, at least there will be someone to avenge us, and we could rest in peace.”

Artemis' handsome face was stretched taut, and a chill emanated from his entire being.

He didn't respond to that. His gaze was resolute, and he stood his ground unwaveringly.

“Don't worry. None of you will die because I have come.”

A teasing voice echoed through the air, followed by a black figure rushing out from the shadows.

He was covered in blood and had a number of injuries littering his body, looking utterly wretched.

Upon making him out, Artemis' handsome face instantly darkened. “Who told you to come here?”

Cameron sneered, “Do you think I came willingly? That Jefferson woman is simply wicked. She gave me a goshawk in heat. Halfway, the d*mn thing flew into some female's nest to incubate eggs. What could I possibly do? Your woman suggested this rotten idea, urging me to try my luck here in Zaewora to see if getting myself maimed could draw Blaze out. “Look at me now. I believed her lies and came over without any defense, only to end up wounded everywhere. Aren't I a pitiful sight now?”

Artemis looked him up and down before commenting seriously, “Not at all. Rather, you look like a fool.”

Words eluded Cameron.

He was so angry he was about to blow up, but Artemis quickly pulled him down to the ground.

“If you don't want to die, keep quiet. There's no one here to coddle you like your beloved Blaze. All you'll find here is the cold, dark muzzle of a gun. One wrong move, and you'll be riddled with bullets.”

Cameron gazed up at the pitch-black sky, a profound sense of despair swamping him.

“Give me the antidote.” Artemis unceremoniously held his hand out at the man.

Cameron was somewhat bewildered. “What antidote?”

Rebecca added, “Black Puma is an exceedingly intelligent hunter, always planning meticulously. Otherwise, I wouldn't have failed so many times and asked you for a hand. Even though we nearly lost the first round, luckily, we turned the tables around. You can't underestimate your opponent next time, okay?”

After she had said that, she hoisted her sniper rifle up and signaled to her subordinates. Then, she turned around and walked toward the convoy.

She had barely taken two steps when she abruptly stopped and turned back with a smile. “I'm a stranger in the Zaewora, so it's better for me not to take any risks. I'll stay with you for now, Artemis.”

Artemis shot her a sharp glance that carried a hint of warning.

Cameron sauntered over and slung an arm over his shoulder, arching an eyebrow. “Stay with you? How suggestive. If Bailey learns about it, you'll be in for it.”

Artemis delivered a sweeping palm strike that landed squarely on his injured chest. The pain had the man grimace.

After successfully silencing Cameron, he stalked over to Rebecca, his voice cold as he said, “You're not needed here right now. Come back when it's time to wrap things up.”

Rebecca tossed the rifle in her hand to a soldier nearby, then reached out and hugged his arm.

Artemis instinctively wanted to shake her off, but Rebecca warned him in a whisper, “If you continue resisting, I'm going to call you Chief Luther. You gave the Saviors's leader quite a hard time back then. If Bailey learns about your identity, you'll be in for it.”

At that, Artemis obediently lowered his arm.

Undeniably, he was scared.

In the past, he suppressed various underground forces with the identity of The Exterminator. The Saviors, founded by Bailey, developed too quickly, and he didn't hesitate to throw obstacles in her way.

She once declared that if The Exterminator were to fall into her hands, she would definitely reduce the man to pieces.

It was only when he later resigned and his identity unused that she couldn't track him down.

Thus, he was most likely to keep that alias of his secret for the rest of his life.