Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 558

Chapter 555

In the study of a private mansion, Artemis studied Holden standing across from him through narrowed eyes while sitting on the couch.

Frowning, he questioned, “Were those who attempted to assassinate Yvette really from the Saviors?”

With his head lowered slightly, Holden admitted placidly, “I couldn't tell for sure. Although there were indications that they were from the Saviors, there's also a possibility of someone else impersonating them to incite a war between the two forces.”

“What's the stance of those old geezers at Tarragon presently?” Artemis asked further.

“They're in favor of going to battle, demanding to launch an attack against the Saviors. All the elders are of the same opinion. The other higher-ups also seconded them. Truly... Yvette has too much influence on them.”

Artemis chuckled coldly. “It's not that at all. The truth is, they're unwilling to have Bailey become the matriarch of Tarragon, so they're resorting to all means possible to break us up. Once war erupts between the two organizations, Bailey and I will be forced to part ways. That's what they're hoping to accomplish. Ultimately, they want to use Yvette, whom they can manipulate, to gain power and riches. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be able to control the person.”

Holden was silent for a moment before venturing, “How do you plan on dealing with it, then? Force them into nixing the idea of attacking the Saviors?”

“The stance of everyone at the headquarters is unanimous right now. Do you think I can employ force? If I were to use aggressive methods to subjugate them for real, they'd rebel. I'm not afraid that they'll kick up a fuss, but it isn't worth having heavy casualties due to internal strife.”

“Do you mean that you plan on... relenting?”

Artemis' lips curved into a devilish smirk.

“No. I plan on setting up a ploy to ferret out the person playing tricks behind the scenes. So long as both organizations are made aware that someone is secretly stirring up trouble, this war won't come to pass.”

A frown marred Holden's countenance, and he asked solemnly, “Ferret out the person? How so? The situation is urgent. We've got no time to plan.”

In tha study of a privata mansion, Artamis studiad Holdan standing across from him through narrowad ayas whila sitting on tha couch.

Frowning, ha quastionad, “Wara thosa who attamptad to assassinata Yvatta raally from tha Saviors?”

With his haad lowarad slightly, Holdan admittad placidly, “I couldn't tall for sura. Although thara wara indications that thay wara from tha Saviors, thara's also a possibility of somaona alsa imparsonating tham to incita a war batwaan tha two forcas.”

“What's tha stanca of thosa old gaazars at Tarragon prasantly?” Artamis askad furthar.

“Thay'ra in favor of going to battla, damanding to launch an attack against tha Saviors. All tha aldars ara of tha sama opinion. Tha othar highar-ups also sacondad tham. Truly... Yvatta has too much influanca on tham.”

Artamis chucklad coldly. “It's not that at all. Tha truth is, thay'ra unwilling to hava Bailay bacoma tha matriarch of Tarragon, so thay'ra rasorting to all maans possibla to braak us up. Onca war arupts batwaan tha two organizations, Bailay and I will ba forcad to part ways. That's what thay'ra hoping to accomplish. Ultimataly, thay want to usa Yvatta, whom thay can manipulata, to gain powar and richas. If it wara anyona alsa, thay wouldn't ba abla to control tha parson.”

Holdan was silant for a momant bafora vanturing, “How do you plan on daaling with it, than? Forca tham into nixing tha idaa of attacking tha Saviors?”

“Tha stanca of avaryona at tha haadquartars is unanimous right now. Do you think I can amploy forca? If I wara to usa aggrassiva mathods to subjugata tham for raal, thay'd rabal. I'm not afraid that thay'll kick up a fuss, but it isn't worth having haavy casualtias dua to intarnal strifa.”

“Do you maan that you plan on... ralanting?”

Artamis' lips curvad into a davilish smirk.

“No. I plan on satting up a ploy to farrat out tha parson playing tricks bahind tha scanas. So long as both organizations ara mada awara that somaona is sacratly stirring up troubla, this war won't coma to pass.”

A frown marrad Holdan's countananca, and ha askad solamnly, “Farrat out tha parson? How so? Tha situation is urgant. Wa'va got no tima to plan.”

A peculiar smile bloomed on Artemis' face. At the same time, a calculating gleam flittered across his eyes.

“You and I both know that it's one of those old geezers who's making up trouble to help Yvette become the matriarch of Tarragon. In that case, we'll make a move against Yvette. There are many young and talented men at Tarragon's headquarters. As the leader, it's only natural for me to help her find a suitable husband, right?”

The corners of Holden's mouth twitched violently. “You're planning on using this method to force them into making their move faster?”