Chapter 866
Chapter 866 Rest Of Your Life
Scarlett was satisfied.
Watching Olivia act like she was wagging her tail like apdog begging for mercy in front of her, she felt
an immense sense of satisfaction.
This ignorant, blind old fool deserves nothing less than this humiliating fate of groveling.
“Since you understand the stakes involved, you should take care of the matter of my marriage to Justin
properly. If there''s anything that doesn''t satisfy me, I won''t lower myself and settle for less.”
The smile on Olivia''s face showed signs of cracking, but she still agreed respectfully with her words.
“Absolutely, the union between the Fletcher and the Xuereb families must be handled perfectly. Only
then can your status be truly highlighted. Lettie, rest assured, I will personally handle all the wedding
arrangements. I promise to give you a wedding of the century.”
Scarlett arrogantly smiled, reaching out to pick up the mushroom soup from the tray.
Perhaps because of the holdup, the soup had cooled a bit.
Her face changing immediately, she said coldly, “You''re giving me something this cold to eat. Are you
trying to give me a stomachache?”
Even though Olivia knew she was deliberately making things difficult for her, she didn''t dare to utter a
word in protest.
“No worries, no worries. It''s gotten cold probably because it''s been left out for too long. Just wait a bit
longer; I''ll heat the soup up and then bring you a new bowl.”
Her ttering demeanor greatly satisfied Scarlett''s vanity, making her increasingly unrestrained.
“Heat it up? Sorry, but I don''t eat leftovers. You have half an hour. Bring me a fresh bowl.”
Olivia quietly clenched her fists and whispered a few soothing words. Then, carrying the tray, she left
the room with a dejected look.
The moment she stepped out of the room, she casually flung the tray in her hand at the butler, her face
instantly contorting into a fierce scowl.
“This little wretch, she''d better ensure the Campbell family remains unharmed, or I''ll torment her to
death.”
The butler nodded and said, “There''s plenty of time ahead. You''ll surely find an opportunity to put her in
her ce.”
“Hmph.”
At a hotel in Dellmoor, the doorbell was ringing, and Luna, bouncing with excitement, dashed to the
entrance to open the door.
“Are you looking for Cath?”
Bailey looked at the little kid in front of her, raising an eyebrow as she said, “I''m also here for you.”
After she finished speaking, she bent down to pick her up, coaxing her, “Sweetie, call me ''Aunt Bailey''
for a change.”
The young girl rolled her eyes and huffed, “Simon doesn''t like me and doesn''t acknowledge me. Before
I am recognized as a part of the family, I cannot acknowledge anyone from the Luther family. That''s my
principle.”
Seeing her acting like a little adult, Bailey couldn''t help butugh. She reached out, flicked her forehead
lightly, and sighed. “You really are a chip off the old Luther family block. You''re all of the same ilk. In
you, I see their shadows. There''s no such thing as the worst person, only worse.”
After she finished speaking, she turned her head toward Artemis. “Would you like to hold your niece?”
A gentle light flickered in Artemis'' eyes.
Although she was not his daughter, she was still his niece, and he should treat them the same.
He reached out to take the little girl from Bailey''s arms, carrying her toward the balcony.
At that moment, Catherine, carrying her luggage, emerged from the bedroom. “I''m really sorry for the
trouble of having youe to pick us up personally,” she said.
Bailey walked up to her with her arms crossed, nudged thetter with her elbow, and raised an
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eyebrow, saying, “Luna seems to be quite eager for Simon to be her father, no? Ms. Rogers, perhaps
you should reconsider it. You already have a child. Why not just make do with that young man for the
rest of your life?”
Catherine looked at her, her gaze bingplex.
After a moment of silence, she tentatively asked, “What do you think of Eunice?”
Bailey was taken aback for a moment. Once she regained herposure, she instantly understood
what she meant.
“Although I haven''t had much interaction with her, from the little information I do have, she seems to be
a cunning woman and is ruthless in her actions.”
Catherine nodded. “A fair assessment. If I were to marry, I would inevitably pass on the art of
perfumery to her. People like her, once they master this kind of undetectable killing technique, will
inevitably cause a catastrophe. I suppose the reason you refuse to pass on the dream-tailoring skill to
Ynda is the same as mine, no? None of us want to be sinners in this world.”
The look in Bailey''s eyes changed. There was a hint of admiration when she looked at Catherine.
This woman has a high level of sophistication and a high state of mind. Bing friends with her
should be a good thing.
“So, are you nning to spend the rest of your life in the Rogers family? You could find a sessor...”
Catherine waved her hand to interrupt her, saying lightly, “The family values Luna, but I don''t want her
to go down this path. The weight of our family''s responsibilities rests heavily on a person''s shoulders.
It''s just way too much. My daughter should just live well and shouldn''t be bearing so much burden.”
Bailey wanted to say something more, but Catherine shook her head at her. “I know that Simon deeply
loves his girlfriend. That''s fine too. We''ll each go our separate ways. He doesn''t need to be responsible
for me. All he needs to do is agree to let Luna call him dad. With the Luther family backing Luna, the
Rogers family would not dare to easily involve Luna in the vortex of power struggles. Bailey, you don''t
need to persuade me. Everyone''s path is different. I have my own responsibilities and mission that I
can''t escape from.”
Bailey did not know what to say.
Bailey did not know what to say.
Artemis carried the little girl back from the balcony and said to Bailey, “The private jet has arrived at the
hotel''s rooftop. If you''re done packing, let''s get going. We''ve already been dyed here for a few days
now.”
Bailey nodded, taking one of Catherine''s luggage for her.
Once everything was in order, the group left the suite and headed straight for the rooftop.
Inside the coffee shop across from the hotel, Eunice was savoring her coffee.
The female bodyguard walked in and nodded, saying, “Ms. Eunice, they are preparing to head to
Moranta. What are your ns?”
Eunice didn''t answer that and instead asked, “How did the Fletcher family deal with the mother and
daughter of the Gibson family?”
It would be a shame to discard such fine weapons.
“Ms. Eunice, since the Gibson family''s mother and daughter are not citizens of the country, the local
authorities have no right to detain them. I''ve consulted with awyer. In a few days, they will be
deported and sent back to their home country for trial and sentencing.”
Eunice curved her lips into a smile. “That''s perfect. You can secretly mobilize your forces to see if you
can get them out. If you can''t save them, spread the word that Bailey is Josiah''s disciple and that she
personally sent her own master''s wife and daughter to jail.”
The female bodyguard responded affirmatively, then asked with confusion, “Why are you targeting
Bailey, Ms. Eunice? She won''t interfere with your power struggle.”
“Who says she won''t?” Eunice said through gritted teeth, “She''s involved with Catherine, so they might
work together. Being prepared now is always a good idea so that we won''t be caught off guard in the
future.”
The bodyguard remained silent.
“All right, just do as I''ve instructed. Also, arrange for a private jet. We''re heading to Moranta.”
“Yes.”
Inside the research base in Moranta, Caridee was sitting in front of the vanity, putting on a hyper-
realistic mask.
“Ugh, this thing is so disgusting. Can''t I just not put it on?”
Veikko ced his hands on her shoulders, raising an eyebrow as he said, “It''s okay if you don''t want to
put it on, you know. You''ll just have to stay put at the research base as you won''t be allowed to go to
the wedding with Simon.”