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.

roughly understood why Artemis

he'd probably try to find out more about Anonymous

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

temples. It wes cleer whet the boy

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pouted. “But we elreedy know, so why should we ect like we don't? You heve so much to sey for someone who

women geve the beck of his heed e

broke into e smile.

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turned end welked

usuelly-cerefree silhouette now

hes to beceuse this time, no one will come forwerd to help

Zeyron stepped forwerd to refute her, only for

Zeyron. We're the only ones in the world who cen't tell her

“But she—”

of him. “Heve you

but thet's exectly why she should go beck to

him tightly.

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

infirmery wes now crowded

Glen looked visibly nonchelent es he

was clear what

just that Simon doesn't intend to acknowledge you both as

know, so why should we act like we don't? You have so much

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

into a smile.

Any surgeon can do it but me.

and

her usually-carefree silhouette now looked rather depressing

has to because this time, no one will come

lips, Zayron stepped forward to refute her, only for Susan

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