Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1080

Chapter 1080 Bailey Is Yrinasion Muse

The silence around was so profound that one could hear a pin drop.

Many people had already guessed Bailey's identity, but it was merely speculation. Without concrete

evidence, they dared not jump to conclusions.

At that moment, two junior disciples were pushing Zara over.

Everyone's gaze was instantly drawn to them.

Zara chuckled lightly. “Indeed, Bailey is a disciple of the Yrina family, but she is not my student.

Instead, he is under the tutelage of my gracious teacher, Yrina. She rose to fame three years ago, and

I'm sure many of you have heard her stage name. Yes. She is my junior, Yrinasion Muse.”

An answer anticipated yet seemingly unexpected.

Those who guessed Bailey's identity didn't show much surprise on their faces.

Those who hadn't guessed Bailey's identity were all left speechless and staring.

That included Steven and Waverly, as well as Melanie.

Waverly stared blankly at the women on stage, subconsciously tugging at her husband's sleeve.

Then, with a trembling voice, she asked, “S-Steven, w-what did she just say? Is Bay Yrinasion Muse?”

Steven snapped out of shock, then gently patted his wife's hand to comfort her, saying, “Our daughter

is so outstanding. She's magnificent at everything she does. Just look at her. There isn't an industry

where she doesn't excel. Now that she's skilled in embroidery, it's no surprise she's considered the top

embroiderer. We should simply be proud of her.”

As Waverly smiled, tears unexpectedly fell from her eyes. She couldn't help but exclaim, “She's so

capable, and here I was, worrying that she wouldn't be able to embroider, busying myself with

arranging her wedding dress. She's probably laughing at me, but it's okay. I'm truly happy. This is what

it means to be a daughter of the Shurmer family.”

Steven shook his head with a smile. Thankfully, we pulled back just in time, winning back our

daughter's heart. Otherwise, how distressing would it be if such an outstanding girl regarded us as

enemies for the rest of her life?

“Y-Yrinasion Muse? A-Are you Yrinasion Muse?” On stage, Melanie found it hard to accept. She stared

wide-eyed at Bailey, her face filled with disbelief. “No. You're lying. Yrinasion Muse has been missing

for three years. How could she possibly appear now? You can't fool us with such tricks. We're not

idiots. We won't fall for your ruse.”

Bailey looked at Melanie like the latter was an idiot. Somewhat impatiently, she said, “I just

disappeared. I didn't die. What's the big deal about me showing up today? Ms. Melanie, I think you

must have your brain checked out. It's okay if you lose dignity, but if you end up dragging the reputation

of the Strasson family through the mud, I'm afraid your ancestors would come and haunt you.”

“Y-You!” Melanie pointed at Bailey, intending to accuse her of impersonating Yrinasion Muse.

But when she saw the people around her looking at Bailey with adoration, the words she was about to

say were swallowed back down. Is Bailey really Yrinasion Muse? Is she really that Yrinasion Muse who

promoted traditional embroidery, bringing the craft of Chanaea to the world stage?

“Why? When you're clearly an expert in embroidery, why would you still invite me to Hallsbay to sew

your wedding dress for you? Do you really just want to humiliate me and make fun of me? Bailey,

you're evil.” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Bailey's face darkened. She glared at her and said word by word, “This competition, it was you, the

Strasson family, who instigated the Intangible Cultural Heritage Bureau to organize. Now, after losing

the match, you turn around and bite me. Where in the world does that make sense? Yes, it's true. My

mother did want the Strasson family to help me sew my wedding dress. If you had been a bit more

content, not ostracize the Yrina family, not competing with them for superiority, our cooperation would

have been established long ago. Why did it have to come to this? Ms. Melanie, all of this is your own

doing. If the Strasson family had accepted the Shurmer family's commission and diligently helped me

embroider my wedding dress, how could it have turned into such a mess?”

Melanie was completely bewildered, her mind a total mess. Given that she wasn't particularly bright to

begin with, she began to speak without any restraint in her confusion. “Even if you won the match

today, it was through the use of power and influence, not skill. Don't sugarcoat your words to make

yourself look like a saint. Regardless of whether I can surpass you, you wouldn't let the Strasson family

sew your wedding dress. After all, the Yrina family is your mentor. Naturally, they would be the first

ones you think of. I'm seriously suspecting that Zara's car accident was intentional. She was worried

she couldn't compete with me, so she harmed herself, and then had you take her place.”

Bailey squinted slightly, her expression inscrutable. I had long suspected that Zara's car accident was

orchestrated by Melanie. Now, it's quite something. She's actually playing the victim.

“The true value of a person lies in self-awareness. It's good that you possess such wisdom.

Regardless, you've lost the competition now. From here on, your family should live humbly and keep a

low profile. Go back and tell the head of your household that the Yrina family has not fallen. As long as

I live, the internationally renowned Yrinasion embroidery will continue to shine. If you refuse to comply,

you're more than welcome to wage war against me. However, chances are you won't be able to defeat

me. I have the support of the Luther and Shurmer families behind me. That's a formidable backing

indeed,” Bailey uttered.

“Y-You—”

“Ms. Melanie, in one's lifetime, it's enough to lose dignity once. It's better to stay behind closed doors at

the Strasson residence in the future, to avoid becoming the butt of everyone's jokes during their leisure

time,” Bailey added.

“Y-You—”

Bailey didn't even give Melanie a chance to speak. She turned to address the few judges on the panel,

saying, “I have somewhat figured out your preferences. Before, I didn't reveal my identity, and it was

understandable for you to manipulate the isolated Yrina family as you pleased. But now that I've made

myself known, you—”

Before she could finish speaking, one of the judges quickly interjected, “After our discussion, we

unanimously agree that Ms. Jefferson's embroidery is a masterpiece. You participated in the

competition without revealing your identity. Now, even though your identity has been exposed, it doesn't

affect your chances of winning.”

Melanie abruptly turned her head, glaring at the judges with resentment. Angrily, she blurted out, “You

clearly took bribes from the Strasson family—”

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly collapsed.

The guests below assumed that she had fainted due to agitation and a rush of blood to the head.

However, that wasn't it. Bailey shot a silver needle from a blind spot, successfully knocking her

unconscious.

Those judges were all highly respected experts in Hallsbay. She couldn't let a few accusations from

Melanie ruin them.

It was not that she was particularly merciful, but rather that there were fewer and fewer elites in that

field. Every time one was ruined, one fewer remained.

Although she wouldn't carry on the embroidery craft, that profession once brought her the long-desired

tranquility.

For the sake of Yrina, she had to protect those still in that industry.

After several bodyguards dragged Melanie away, all eyes were focused on Bailey.

“Ms. Jefferson, you're an expert in embroidery. Surely you wouldn't entrust your wedding dress to

someone else? Have you ever thought about making your own bridal trousseau?”

“Master Yrinasion Muse, I am eagerly looking forward to seeing the wedding dress from today's

competition as a finished product. Wearing it for a wedding ceremony would surely be very elegant.”

With a light chuckle, Bailey said, “Indeed, that's my intention. Everyone, please look forward to it.”