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Chapter 555

In the study of a private mansion, Artemis studied Holden standing across from him through narrowedeyes 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 wereindications that they were from the Saviors, there's also a possibility of someone else impersonatingthem 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 eldersare of the same opinion. The other higher-ups also seconded them. Truly... Yvette has too muchinfluence on them.”

Artemis chuckled coldly. “It's not that at all. The truth is, they're unwilling to have Bailey become thematriarch of Tarragon, so they're resorting to all means possible to break us up. Once war eruptsbetween the two organizations, Bailey and I will be forced to part ways. That's what they're hoping toaccomplish. 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? Forcethem 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 asboth organizations are made aware that someone is secretly stirring up trouble, this war won't come topass.”

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

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

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

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

“Yes. Guerilla warfare is boring. Since they want to play, let's go for something more thrilling. Someonebacked into a corner will inevitably resort to desperate measures. Once the person panics, he'll make

mistakes. At that time, I believe we'll be able to obtain the evidence we want.”

And so, the conversation continued in that direction.

Meanwhile, Simon's private jet landed at the Saviors' branch office in Gregan.

He was there to pick Caridee up and bring her back to Hallsbay.

Unfortunately, she adamantly refused to go back when he sought her out and told her about thepurpose of his visit.

In the ward, Veikko stood beside the bed and stared down at Caridee, who was sobbing on the bed.

In a mild voice, he urged, “Go back with your brother first. I'll return to Hallsbay after investigating thematter here. Then, I'll bring you to seek medical treatment. I promised to see your arm cured, and I'llkeep my word for sure.”

However, Caridee instantly riposted, “No way! This morning, I heard two female doctors talking aboutyou. They said that you're incredibly popular among the ladies, and many girls in the Saviors like you.I'm already in such a state. You've got to take responsibility for me for the rest of my life. To prevent youfrom being stolen by other women, I need to stay by your side at all times without relaxing my guard foreven a second.”

Exasperated by her unreasonable behavior, Veikko spun on his heel to leave the ward, planning tohave Simon take her home by force.

Unexpectedly, he had only taken two steps away before Caridee pulled out the needle from her arm

and tore the IV bag off the IV stand.

“Do you believe that I'll further ruin my arm? Don't bother lecturing me. I know my flaws. Indeed, I'mdomineering and willful. But that's unavoidable since I'm the only daughter of the most prominentfamily, pampered by my parents and brothers. Since you got entangled with me, you can only resignyourself to your fate. You can either watch as I cripple my arm or allow me to stay here.”

Propping a hand against his forehead, Veikko explained with a sigh, “Your arm has to be treated timely.If you miss the best time, it'll be difficult to ensure a full recovery.”

“It's okay. So be it if it's crippled. In the future, I'll try using my left hand. I find it an expression of greatlove to learn using my left hand for your sake.”

Veikko was entirely dumbfounded.

He said nothing, merely staring at her obstinate expression blankly. It felt as though something or otherstruck his heart, causing it to thump incessantly.

He had no idea what feeling it was, but it swelled in his chest, making him rather uncomfortable.

“Whatever. Just stay if you don't want to leave. Anyway, I'm not going to be the one with a crippledhand.”

After saying that, he whirled around and stalked out of the ward.

Behind him, Caridee snorted. Anyhow, I'm not leaving. I'm going to cling to him even if it means mydeath!

Right then, Zeke was in the study of the Shurmer residence.

He looked at the housekeeper in front of him, Sammy, with a dark and unfathomable look in his eyes.

Feeling uneasy from the intense stare, Sammy asked in a trembling voice, “D-Did I do anything wrong,Mr. Zeke? If there's anything I can do better, just tell me directly.”

In the Shurmer family, she wasn't afraid of the patriarch or matriarch of the family. He was the onlyperson she feared. novelbin

Despite his usual gentle and elegant appearance, the aura he emanated was so strong that shecouldn't withstand it.

“I have a question for you. How does one cause a pregnant lady to miscarry without inviting suspicion?”

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