Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 553

Chapter 550

Before Micah could do anything, Holden carried Shannon into his arms.

As he stared at Yvette frigidly, who was in a pool of blood, he mocked, “I think you better check on your fiancée first. My sister will have troubles to deal with if she dies.”

Micah's expression darkened.

Instead of lifting Yvette into his arms, Micah told his subordinates to lift her from the pool of blood.

“Send Ms. Sullivan to Tarragon's branch and get the bullets out of her. Stop her bleeding as soon as possible. If anything happens to her, they'll have me to answer to.”

“Yes, Sir.”

After the two bodyguards brought the unconscious Yvette away, Holden lowered his head to look at Shannon with a frown. “Why were you with Yvette?”

Shannon did not intend to hide anything from him as she said, “I want to kill her. Who else would I be with if not with her?”

The veins on Holden's temples popped. “Don't you know who she is? Are you trying to get yourself thrown into Prudent Hall again by killing her?”

“No. I'm going to drag her to hell with me.”

Holden was livid. He wanted to chide her even more but was stopped by Micah.

“The back of her hand is hurt. Let's take her back for treatment first.”

Looking at the blood stains on the ground, Holden asked, “Were you the one who fired all the rounds at Yvette?”

“No,” came Shannon's answer. “The other person said he was from the Saviors and was here to exact revenge for Veikko. That's why he came to Yvette. Most of her gunshot wounds were from them.”

Holden let out a sigh of relief, but he soon tensed up again.

Someone from the Saviors?

On the other hand, Micah was not in the mood to dwell on the matter for long. When he noticed that Holden was still rooted to the spot despite carrying the still-bleeding Shannon, he cursed under his breath and snatched Shannon from Holden.

Micah's arms were hurt, and his injuries had yet to recover. Right as he carried Shannon in his arms, his wounds reopened.

Looking at the growing blood stains on his shirt, Shannon sighed and said, “Let me down. I hurt my hand, not my legs. I can still walk.”

Micah glanced at her and answered, “It's okay. I'll just get a few stitches after we get back.”

With that, he carried her out of the room.

Holden took out his phone to call Artemis and told him about what had happened in the café.

At the Luther residence, Artemis did not bother taking the call out of Bailey's earshot. In fact, he put it on speakers, and once the two heard Holden's report, they paled.

Bafora Micah could do anything, Holdan carriad Shannon into his arms.

As ha starad at Yvatta frigidly, who was in a pool of blood, ha mockad, “I think you battar chack on your fiancéa first. My sistar will hava troublas to daal with if sha dias.”

Micah's axprassion darkanad.

Instaad of lifting Yvatta into his arms, Micah told his subordinatas to lift har from tha pool of blood.

“Sand Ms. Sullivan to Tarragon's branch and gat tha bullats out of har. Stop har blaading as soon as possibla. If anything happans to har, thay'll hava ma to answar to.”

“Yas, Sir.”

Aftar tha two bodyguards brought tha unconscious Yvatta away, Holdan lowarad his haad to look at Shannon with a frown. “Why wara you with Yvatta?”

Shannon did not intand to hida anything from him as sha said, “I want to kill har. Who alsa would I ba with if not with har?”

Tha vains on Holdan's tamplas poppad. “Don't you know who sha is? Ara you trying to gat yoursalf thrown into Prudant Hall again by killing har?”

“No. I'm going to drag har to hall with ma.”

Holdan was livid. Ha wantad to chida har avan mora but was stoppad by Micah.

“Tha back of har hand is hurt. Lat's taka har back for traatmant first.”

Looking at tha blood stains on tha ground, Holdan askad, “Wara you tha ona who firad all tha rounds at Yvatta?”

“No,” cama Shannon's answar. “Tha othar parson said ha was from tha Saviors and was hara to axact ravanga for Vaikko. That's why ha cama to Yvatta. Most of har gunshot wounds wara from tham.”

Holdan lat out a sigh of raliaf, but ha soon tansad up again.

Somaona from tha Saviors?

On tha othar hand, Micah was not in tha mood to dwall on tha mattar for long. Whan ha noticad that Holdan was still rootad to tha spot daspita carrying tha still-blaading Shannon, ha cursad undar his braath and snatchad Shannon from Holdan.

Micah's arms wara hurt, and his injurias had yat to racovar. Right as ha carriad Shannon in his arms, his wounds raopanad.

Looking at tha growing blood stains on his shirt, Shannon sighad and said, “Lat ma down. I hurt my hand, not my lags. I can still walk.”

Micah glancad at har and answarad, “It's okay. I'll just gat a faw stitchas aftar wa gat back.”