Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1083

Chapter 1083 The Photos Enraged Bailey

Just as Bailey was about to respond, Rainie, with her eyes closed, suddenly spoke up. "I don't want to

see him. Don't let him in."

Bailey comforted her, patting her shoulder. "Don't worry. I won't allow him to come in here and upset

you. Just rest for now. A good sleep will make everything better. Tomorrow will be a fresh new start."

"Okay."

After tucking her in with the blanket, Bailey turned around and left the room.

As soon as she stepped away, Rainie slowly opened her eyes, and tears began to stream down her

cheeks.

The glamour she once enjoyed was now replaced with utter misery.

Everyone knew that she was recovering at the Shurmer residence, with Bailey personally taking care of

her.

Now that the scandal had been exposed, the reporters wouldn't let the Shurmer family off the hook.

They would stake out at the Shurmer residence every day, severely disrupting the lives of the Shurmer

family members.

Thus, she knew she couldn't be so selfish as to involve the Shurmer family in the whirlwind of public

opinion she was in.

Now that she had ended her relationship with Sylvester and resolved the issue with her pregnancy, it

was time for her to leave.

After leaving the guest room, Bailey went straight to the reception room in the front yard.

Upon seeing Sylvester, she couldn't help but taunt, "Are you happy with the current situation now, Mr.

Hollett? What did Rainie do to deserve being ruined by your hands? You must feel quite satisfied, don't

you? If I were you, I wouldn't have the audacity to face Rainie. I can't believe how shameless you can

be."

Sylvester's eyes were bloodshot, his blood vessels obvious. It was clear that the past few days had

been terrible for him.

"It wasn't me. I didn't post those things on the internet."

Bailey gave a cold smile. "If it wasn't you, are you saying it was Rainie?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

Bailey reached out and poked him in the chest, speaking in an accusatory tone. "Mr. Hollett, ask

yourself, who else in this world would harm Rainie? Karina? The Hollett family? Whether it's Karina or

the Hollett family, it's because of you. Since you're responsible, why should Rainie suffer the

consequences? Indeed, you might not be the one spreading those scandals, but they are undeniably

connected to the Hollett family and Karina. Who is the Hollett family? Your relatives. And Karina, who is

she? Your fiancée. How is their harm to Rainie any different from you hurting her with your own

hands?"

Sylvester lowered his proud head slowly, his voice raspy as he spoke. "I had no intention of hurting

her."

"Hah." Bailey laughed as if she had just heard a joke, her laughter filled with mockery.

"You didn't mean to hurt her? Who forced her to disfigure herself, making her a laughingstock in the

nightclub? Who hit her abdomen with a glass, causing her to miscarry? And you still claim you didn't

mean to hurt her? Mr. Hollett, do you believe you were born superior to her? So, if she hurts you, it's

unforgivable, but when you hurt her, it's just a trivial matter?"

A deep sorrow was etched on Sylvester's face, his body teetering on the brink of collapse.

"I love her, I—"

"Enough!" Bailey roared. "Your love is a catastrophic disaster for her. Please, show some mercy by

letting her go. She is not capable of bearing the weight of your affections."

After Bailey finished speaking, she turned her head toward the bodyguard outside and ordered,

"Please escort Mr. Hollett out of here. Inform the gatekeeper that he is not allowed to enter without my

permission in the future."

Two bodyguards rushed in from outside, positioning themselves on either side of Sylvester.

"Mr. Hollett, come with us, please."

Sylvester stared at Bailey, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something when his phone started

ringing suddenly.

Once the call connected and he heard what the other party had to say, he quickly instructed, "Keep

Karrie safe, I'll head back right now."

After hanging up the phone, he said to Bailey, "The reporters have found out where I live and they're

causing trouble. Karina got hurt, so I need to rush back. Bailey, I'm entrusting Rainie to your care.

Please do this favor for me, and I'll definitely repay it when the opportunity arises."

With that, he quickly turned around and left the reception room.

Watching his figure leave in a hurry, Bailey couldn't help but snigger to herself.

Karina, have you finally succumbed to your urge to take action? The more you behave like this, the

more I suspect it was you who set Rainie up. It seems I should contact Veikko and ask him to send a

few top-notch detectives to the Hollett family to thoroughly investigate the events from over a month

ago.

The next day, Bailey was awakened from her sleep by the butler.

"Ms. Bailey, something terrible has happened. Ms. Yeanisky has disappeared."

Rainie has disappeared? Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

The last traces of sleepiness instantly vanished. Bailey abruptly sat up in bed, quickly put on a coat,

and dashed out.

Just as she stepped out of the room, she bumped into Waverly, who was coming over to inquire about

the situation.

"Oh dear, my child, could you slow down a bit? You're pregnant now and carrying extra weight. You

can't just recklessly exert yourself."

Bailey wasn't in the mood to listen to her nagging. She pushed Waverly aside and walked straight into

Rainie's room.

A housekeeper handed her a letter. "Ms. Bailey, Ms. Yeanisky left this for you."

Bailey reached out to take it, and on the white paper, there was only one sentence: After enduring

numerous hardships, I no longer have any fear. When we meet again, you will see a completely new

Rainie. Take care.

Bailey shook her head and gave a bitter smile.

She wasn't worried about Rainie taking drastic measures. As she had said, after enduring numerous

hardships, she no longer had any fear.

"She must have left because she's concerned about causing trouble for the Shurmer family. How

ridiculous is that? Bay, don't worry. I'll immediately send someone to find her."

Bailey tightly crumpled the ball of paper in her hand.

Rainie, I know you won't harm yourself, but it's difficult to defend against a surprise attack. In this world,

if someone wants to destroy you, you cannot protect yourself alone.

"Alright, I'm relying on you, Mom. Please locate her as soon as possible. I'm afraid something bad

might happen to her."

"I will."

Bailey clutched the note tightly, her fingernails turning white.

Karina, you better not lay a hand on Rainie, or I'll retaliate against you.

At noon, Bailey received an anonymous email containing several photos.

The first picture depicted Artemis, dressed in a trench coat, standing at the peak of a snow-covered

mountain with Rebecca by his side.

The second photo showed Artemis, shirtless, leaning by the pool while Rebecca massaged him.

The third picture displayed Artemis, dressed in his pajamas, leaning on the balcony with a wine glass in

hand. Rebecca, also in her pajamas and holding a wine glass, stood beside him.

The fourth picture... the fifth... and the sixth...

Without exception, the content revolved around their interaction. It wasn't explicitly intimate, but there

seemed to be an unspoken understanding between them, like long-time lovers. Every action they took

seemed to reveal their knowledge of each other's thoughts.

That infuriating invisible bond between the two drove Bailey insane.

She forcefully slammed the mouse onto the desk, her gaze fixed intently on the timestamp of the photo.

Five years ago... Four years ago... Three years ago...

They were all from a time before she met Artemis.

What does this signify? Did Artemis and Rebecca have a secret relationship? Everyone knows that

Artemis isn't interested in women. Yet, in the swimming pool and bedroom, he provocatively dressed in

front of Rebecca. Can he truly claim that nothing was going on between them? Jerk! I'm carrying his

child, and yet, he has the audacity to run off to Zaewora for a rendezvous with Rebecca?

She examined them closely and could tell they hadn't been edited. The photos were all authentic.

At that moment, the phone on the table began to ring.