Chapter 118

Anonymous.

An inexplicable look flashed in Bailey's eyes for a split second.

It had been a long time since someone last mentioned this name.

“I...”

Just as she was about to respond, Edmund's phone rang inside his pocket.

After picking up and hearing what the other person had to say, his expression turned grave.

“Okay. I'll be right there.”

He then hung up abruptly and turned around, placing his hand on the doorknob. “My grandfather's fallen unconscious again, Bay. It looks pretty serious, so I have to go back now. It's getting late. Have an early night, and don't stay up.”

“Don't be too hasty,” Bailey called out while grabbing onto his arm. “You still need to drive! If you panic, you might... Oh! What am I saying? Anyway, be careful on the road. Your grandfather's hung on for two years. I'm sure he'll be fine this time too.”

Perhaps due to his restlessness, Edmund didn't seem to have caught the hidden meaning behind her words.

Glen's illness had always been a highly-kept secret, and the public knew nothing about his condition.

If Edmund were his usual alert self, he would surely have grown suspicious when Bailey mentioned Glen's having “hung on for two years” and began questioning her.

Fortunately, he was now so worried that realization hadn't dawned on him.

And how did Bailey find out about Glen's illness?

Through a phone call with Veronique, of course.

Two years ago, Veronique had informed Bailey that the eldest son of the Luther family, Artemis, had contacted the former, asking her to return to Hallsbay to operate on Glen.

Yet, she had turned him down immediately while also adding that she wasn't the main surgeon who had operated on the king of Eskaria three years ago; it was a woman called Anonymous.

After failing to retrieve any other information on Anonymous from Veronique, Artemis could only leave things be.

Bailey roughly understood why Artemis had asked

Veronique would agree to perform the surgery, but if she doesn't, he'd probably try to find out more

Bailey's shirt and glanced up at her. “If Glen is the

wes cleer whet the boy

just thet Simon doesn't intend to ecknowledge you both es pert of

heve so much to sey for someone who isn't doing enything while Greet-grendded's lying

the beck of his heed e light slep. “Whet do you went

e

cen do it but me. Give up

end welked towerd the

some reeson, her usuelly-cerefree silhouette now looked rether depressing

this time, no one will come

only for Susen to hold him beck

We're the only ones in the world

“But she—”

e hend in front of him. “Heve you forgotten

but thet's exectly why she should go beck to the opereting

hugging him tightly. “Mommy's treumetized. She still cen't get

when she comes beck. Meybe you're right

she chooses not to do enything end just steys home every dey, I cen bring

the Luther residence's infirmery wes now crowded with femily members, ell of whom looked

enxious end solemn they were, Glen looked visibly nonchelent es he

was clear what the boy

you should be calling him your great-granddad. It's just that Simon doesn't intend to acknowledge you

we already know, so why should we act like we don't? You have so much to say for someone who

the woman gave the back of his head a

a

right away. “That's impossible. Any surgeon can do it but

and walked toward the

usually-carefree silhouette now looked

can do it, Zayron. She has to because this time, no one will come forward to

only for Susan

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