Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

“Ms. Jefferson, are you really the famous Anonymous? The mysterious woman who has taken on Cataleya's mantle?”

“Exactly! Although the king has stepped in to prove that you're Anonymous, and although your disciple, Juliana, has also shown similar evidence, we still wish to hear you admit that you're Anonymous yourself.”

“My mother has been suffering from her illness for many years, but you've developed a drug to treat it. Not only did you cure my mother, but you even helped my daughter find her own path. She was accepted into a medical school in June, and she said she wanted to become a famous doctor, just like Anonymous. She said she wanted to contribute to the medical field!”

“You've done so much for this world, but you were so humble to the point we could not find out who you were. I think that someone like you, who has contributed greatly to society, should be admired and respected by the people instead of hiding away.”

Bailey smiled. She then took two steps back and bowed at the friendly people.

“Indeed, I am Anonymous. I was honored to be chosen by Ms. Moore. She had imparted her knowledge to me, and she had passed on her mantle to me. The contributions I have made to society have been my duty, so I wouldn't dare to take pride in those matters. I am delighted to hear that my work has helped those who have been suffering from illnesses, and thank you so much for thinking that I've done well. Thank you.”

Just as she said that, the square plunged into silence.

After dozens of seconds of silence, the cheers of the people reverberated in the square.

“Ms. Bailey really is Anonymous! She really is!”

“I'm so happy! Once again, the medical industry has gotten another talented individual!”

“She'll be able to cultivate a batch of excellent students in the future so that she can pass on her brilliant skills forever.”

A reporter then asked, “Ms. Bailey, may I know if you'll be returning to the medical industry? Will you join the National Institute of Medicine to join in their most challenging research for anti-cancer drugs?”

Bailey slightly inclined her head. She was not as courteous to the reporters, which was audible with her less-gentle and less-casual tone.

“There will be organizations that will answer your question in the future, so I won't reply to you now. I only have one thing to say: If the country needs me, I'll be there.”

With that, she strode out of the square.

However, there were too many people at the scene. Just as she took a step forward, the crowd blocked her from moving further.

At that, the judicial officer said, “I'll have someone get the police to maintain order here. Ms. Jefferson, please give me a second.”

Although Bailey was reluctant to trouble them and owe them a favor, she was trapped among the people—she was genuinely uncertain that she would be able to leave unscathed.

“Thank you, then.”

The judicial officer said a simple, “You're welcome,” before turning to leave.

Right then, a commotion broke out in the crowd not far from them. A large group of bodyguards in black began moving toward Bailey.

Even from within the crowd, Bailey could see the figure in the middle of the group of bodyguards.

It was Artemis Luther.

Why is he here?

Bailey furrowed her brows without knowing it.

Isn't he afraid of aggravating his wound with all that squeezing? Does he think that he's a tough person, or is he trying to end his life this time since he failed to die the last time?

While she was preoccupied with those thoughts, the bodyguards escorted Artemis to Bailey.

The man smiled at her and asked, “Are you surprised to see me?”

Bailey shot him a glare at first. Then, when she saw the beading cold sweat on his forehead, she widened her eyes.

So he did aggravate his wound! He wouldn't look so pained otherwise. He had it coming!

A person who had injured their heart would have to be bound to their bed for at least half a month.