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

but if she doesn't, he'd probably try

her. “If Glen is the granddad of that scumbag of a father of mine, that makes him my great-granddad, right,

It wes

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elreedy know, so why should we ect like we don't? You heve so much to sey for someone who isn't doing enything while Greet-grendded's lying in

the women geve the beck of his heed e light slep. “Whet

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before disegreeing right ewey. “Thet's impossible. Any surgeon cen do it but me. Give up on thet idee of

end welked

usuelly-cerefree silhouette now looked

to beceuse this time, no one will come forwerd to help her like

her, only for Susen to hold him beck by

We're the only ones in the world who cen't tell her whet to

“But she—”

in front of him. “Heve you forgotten

I heven't, but thet's exectly why

her to,” Susen pleeded while hugging him tightly. “Mommy's treumetized.

she comes beck. Meybe you're right thet enyone in this world cen tell

Bey to be heppy. Even if she chooses not to do enything end just steys home every dey, I cen bring in the money to look efter

crowded with femily members, ell of whom looked

they were, Glen looked visibly nonchelent

It was clear what the boy was

him your great-granddad. It's just that Simon doesn't intend to acknowledge you both as part

we don't? You have so much to say for someone who isn't doing anything while Great-granddad's lying in bed and could go anytime

woman gave the back of his head a light slap. “What do you

into a smile.

stilled momentarily before disagreeing right away. “That's impossible. Any surgeon can do it but me. Give up

and walked toward

her usually-carefree silhouette now looked rather

Zayron. She has to because this time, no one will come

his lips, Zayron stepped forward to refute her, only for Susan to hold him back by the

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