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Chapter 426
“Bailey...” Artemis hissed her name through gritted teeth. There was a hint of annoyance in his tone.
The next second, he leaned in to kiss her lips, pressing hard against them.
“If you say such nasty words again in the future, I'll really beat you up.”
Bailey stared at him, her eyes growing misty. She then choked out tearfully, “You're being mean to me,
and you even want to abuse me.”
“D*mn it!”
Artemis couldn't bear to see her looking pitiful, as it would provoke the beastly nature in him and make
him want nothing more than crush and eat her up.
“I'll kill you if you keep acting like this.”
Bailey grinned and threw herself into his arms. “Artemis. I don't need to be the Shurmer family's
heiress. This time, the reason I gave you consent to expose this matter is to alert Zoey to appreciate
what she has and stop thinking of fighting with me. Now that the heads-up has been given to her, just
let her off. If something similar happens again, I won't go easy on her.”
Artemis couldn't help but chuckle.
He knew that the woman before him would make such a decision.
This woman seems distant, but in fact, she is kind-hearted. As long as they are acquainted with her,
even if they don't treat her genuinely, she will still repay them sincerely.
“All right. I support you. I'll assign someone to secretly keep a sharp eye on the Shurmer family these
two days. If there is anything strange, I'll inform you immediately.”
Bailey nodded. “I guess they won't drag Zoey out to do a paternity test. After all, this will hurt Zoey.
They will more likely head to the databank and retrieve my DNA for a test. Later, I'll hack the system of
the Security Agency and fabricate my data.”
“Okay.”
The next day, the Fletcher family of four returned to Dellmoor in a private jet.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt the private airport, Bailey leaned down and patted Raiden, who was in a wheelchair, on the shoulder.
With a smile on her face, she uttered, “Have a safe flight. Until next time.”
Raiden shifted his gaze to Artemis and uttered indifferently, “There are a lot of men swooning over this
woman. You'd better keep an eye on her. If someone takes an opportunity and steals her, I bet you'll
become the global laughingstock.”
Letting out a snort, Artemis reached out and pulled Bailey into his arms. In a gentle voice, he remarked,
“You're carrying a child now and need to rest. Thus, you can't stand for too long. Mr. Fletcher is going
to board the plane. Let's not hold him up. Sloan is waiting in the cabin.”
A look of astonishment crossed Raiden's face when he heard that. He then fixed his gaze on her flat
belly, his eyes flashing with a trace of faint sorrow.
“Y-You are pregnant?”
Bailey pursed her lips and shot Artemis a glare before replying with a smile, “Isn't our government
encouraging us to procreate? So, we want to take advantage of this chance and have a baby. Raiden,
you should also find your other half, too. When there is a wife, it's where a man's home is.”
Raiden lowered his head slightly with a bitter smile playing around his lips. “Well, I'll think about it. I
have to board the plane. Until next time.”
“See you.”
They watched Raiden being carried into the private plane. Soon after, the roar of the engine rang out.
Slowly, the plane took off against the wind and disappeared into the clouds.
Goodbye, Raiden. May we never meet again!
Artemis wrapped his arms around her waist tightly. “He's already left. Stop feeling reluctant about his
departure.”
Bailey lifted her leg and kicked him hard on his foot. Gritting her teeth, she huffed, “I'll cripple you if you
get jealous again in the future.”
The man was rendered speechless.
In the garden of a suburban mansion, Yvette was leaning against the railing while feeding the fish.
Right then, her bodyguard walked over.
“Ms. Sullivan, as you have expected, Shannon has been tracking your whereabouts over the past two
days. I guess she is scheming against you.”
Yvette's lips curled. She then tossed the baits in her hand into the pond and dusted the residue off her
palms.
“Having known her for so many years, I naturally know her well. She is aware that she can't convince
Holden and Micah to deal with me before getting hold of any evidence. But she bears a grudge against
me and can't wait to watch me die. Under such circumstances, she has no choice but to take the risk
and deal with me personally.”
Shannon grew up in Tarragon and was trained. Previously, she was a female assassin. It was certain
that she was quite confident about her assassination skills.
Therefore, Yvette was positive that the woman would come to exact her revenge personally.
The reason Yvette visited Shannon the other day was to incite Shannon's anger, forcing the latter to
make a move against her.
“What are we going to do next?”
Yvette grinned. “Could you help me ask the daughter of the person in charge of Tarragon branch out,
telling her that I'd like to invite her for a facial treatment tomorrow? After that, relay my whereabouts to
Shannon.”
“All right.”
Gazing at the school of fish hopping in the pond, Yvette curled her lips into a vicious smile as Shannon
would be sent to hell after that night.
Other than the secretive current head, I bet no one can defend her after she “assassinates” the
daughter of the previous head. Well, I don't think that good-for-nothing would guard her against all
odds. As a result, she'll be dead for sure, and on top of that, she'll be tortured to death in the most
brutal manner by Tarragon.
Meanwhile, in the study of another private mansion, Holden was leaning against the back of the chair
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwhile talking on the phone.
“My son is with them now. If we can't give them what they want, they won't let my son leave the resort
alive. Boss, could I ask you to permit the people from Tarragon to leave the port in Zaewora and let the
Hoffman family take control over there?”
Upon being informed of something, Holden stayed silent for a moment before responding, “Don't worry!
I'll regain control of Zaewora within a month and never let the organization suffer any losses.”
The person on the other end of the line seemed to agree with what he suggested. Following that, the
beeping tone went through the phone.
Holden let out a heavy sigh.
The head of Tarragon had agreed to his request. He decided to save his son first.
In the study of the Shurmer residence, Steven and Zeke were sitting on the couch.
“What do you think of the rumor out there?” Steven asked.
After mulling over it for a while, Zeke replied, “There is no smoke without fire. We have to confirm
Bailey's identity. If she is really my sister, I will bring her home to reclaim her identity. She and Artemis
are going to get married soon, I suppose. The Luther family, after all, is one of the most prestigious
families. If she didn't have a strong background, she would be criticized for sure.”
Steven nodded. “Well then, let's arrange for a paternity test with Zoey and see if she is my daughter.”
Zeke furrowed his brows and replied solemnly, “There's no use in doing a paternity test with Zoey. Even
if she's not your daughter, we can't say that Bailey is. The easiest way is to get Bailey's DNA from the
databank of the Security Agency. After that, we can use it to do a paternity test with yours. If you two
are biologically related, then Zoey is not your daughter. In that way, we can kill two birds with one
stone.”
“That works, too. Well, just do as you say, but we can't let Zozo know about this. I'm worried she might
overthink it. You have to go to the Security Agency by yourself tomorrow and retrieve Bailey's data to
do a paternity test with me.”
“Sure.”
In the bedroom on the third floor, Zoey was wearing a headset, and she heard everything the father
and son said in the study loud and clear.