Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Stunned at first, Felicity swiftly caught on. “Have you found Anonymous?” she asked impassively.

“No, not Anonymous,” Edmund offhandedly replied.

As Cadence thoroughly despised Anonymous, Bay could not show up in that identity, or things could otherwise get more complicated than they need to be.

“Who is it then?” Felicity continued to press.

Edmund pondered over it before he offered her an ambiguous answer. “I have a friend from overseas who is a leading expert on the surgical discipline. She has had experience performing similar procedures with positive results and reckons the success rate to be at least fifty percent.”

“What?” Felicity shot up from the couch in a state of agitation. “F-Fifty percent? Are you saying that she is confident of achieving fifty percent in succeeding with the operation?”

“That's right. Doctors would usually provide more conservative estimates to give themselves more leeway, so I suppose that, by quoting a fifty out of hundred, she must be at least seventy percent certain of success.”

Felicity strode forward briskly and seized him by the wrist. “Where is she? When will she be able to come to Hallsbay?”

Lowering his gaze, Edmund calmly replied, “Artemis has already gone to reach out to her himself. I'm sure he'll have her brought in in another two or three more days.”

While Felicity stared at him, her eyes swept back and forth across his face several times in deep scrutiny. “Are you sure this isn't something you've come up with to fob me off?” she asked solemnly.

Edmund could not restrain his own amusement. “This concerns Grandpa's life, Aunt Felicity, so how could I possibly joke about something like that? Rest assured that my friend will be able to save him and return a healthy Old Mr. Chivers to both the Chivers and the Luthers.”

Gritting her teeth, Felicity acted as though she had come to a decision. “Fine. I'll give you all three days. If I don't see this friend of who you speak by then, I'd have Cadence helm the operation no matter what. When that time comes, none of you should expect to be able to talk me out of it.”

“Of course. We shall abide by whatever you say.”

In the ward of the medical base.

Leaning back against the backboard, Artemis had a look of gratification about him while he savored the oatmeal served to him by Bailey.

This is well worth getting injured for!

“Edmund called me just now. He said that he had recommended a friend of his but had yet to reveal that it was me. Neither did he reveal that it was Anonymous. That's why I'm a little concerned that your mother and uncle might be strongly opposed if I were to show up. Do you think that you could, perhaps, send Old Mr. Chivers abroad for the operation instead?”

Swallowing the oatmeal in his mouth, Artemis raised his eyes to regard the wintrily woman with a frown. “Do you think that they would allow Old Mr. Chivers to fly overseas by himself at this juncture?”

That got Bailey stumped.

It makes sense, I suppose. There is probably no one else out there who would be amendable to a proposal like this, either.

Artemis reached out to wrap his hand around the fingers she was using to hold the spoon reassuringly. “You need only focus on preparing for the operation. Let me handle the rest of the stuff. Although my mother has her opinions about you, she'll never try to take the matter concerning my maternal grandfather too far.”

“Opinions”? I have to say, this guy is grossly underestimating his mother's degree of animosity toward me, as that old lady probably wouldn't hesitate to skin me alive if she could.