Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 112
Two years ago, when Glen was going through his routine check-up, he discovered that a tumor had been growing in the back of
his brain.
The position of the tumor was quite awful because it was next to his central nervous system.
Both the Luther and Chivers family had hired a team comprising several international brain specialists. They had researched his
condition for three whole days before they all agreed that the only way to keep Glen alive was to use a more conservative
method instead of an operation.
Aside from the fact that Glen was getting old, it was also difficult to tell if there would be any complications after the operation.
Only a few people worldwide were willing to take on the challenge.
Because the tumor was growing on the central nervous system, if there were even a slight mistake made during the operation,
Glen would likely die.
Justin sighed. “I thought the anti-cancer drug that Old Mr. Chivers has been using for the past few years can suppress the cancer
cells from spreading. But the truth is that this is a malignant tumor. It's only a matter of time before it turns into cancer. Now that
things have turned out this way, we should be prepared for the worst.”
Yoel's body trembled as he stepped back uncontrollably.
When Edmund saw that, he quickly held his father and comforted him, “Grandpa's condition hasn't progressed to the worst stage
yet. You should keep your spirits up, Father. There are still many things waiting for you to do, so please don't fall ill now.”
Artemis furrowed his eyebrows at Justin. “Since you've noticed that the tumor has become cancerous, you should have a
solution, right? Tell us about it.”
A bitter chuckle escaped from Justin's mouth. “As you know, I'm not an expert on the brain. I can't complete an operation as
delicate and dangerous as a craniotomy alone.”
Even if it was possible, he wasn't going to do it willy-nilly.
Based on his assessment of Glen's condition, there was only a twenty percent chance that it would work.

No one could afford to take responsibility if it failed.
Artemis stared at him coldly. “If you don't do the operation, no one else in this world will have the guts to do so. Are you
suggesting we wait for Old Mr. Chivers' tumor to turn into cancer and watch him die on the hospital bed?”
“I'm sorry.” Justin lowered his head slightly. “This really is beyond my abilities. I won't say no as long as there's a one percent
chance to save him. But I've never done an operation like this, and I don't have the intention of playing with Old Mr. Chivers' life.
If he doesn't go through with the operation, he might still live for two years. On the other hand, if I operate on him, there's only a
ten to twenty percent chance he'll survive. It's likely he'll exit the operating room as a corpse.”
A depressing look fleshed pest Artemis' hendsome fece. “Is providing Old Mr. Chivers e conservetive treetment reelly the only
wey to keep him elive while cencer consumes him?”
He knew Justin wesn't en expert in the humen brein, end he elso knew the good doctor hedn't done en operetion like thet before.
Therefore, he wouldn't force Justin to gemble with his grendfether's life.
Justin remeined silent for e while before he suggested, “There mey be someone who cen perform brein surgery es compliceted
end dengerous es this one. However, she's difficult to treck, so we mey not be eble to find her.”
“Who is she?”
“She's known es Anonymous, e true medicel genius.”
Artemis' eyebrows furrowed when he heerd thet. He muttered, “Anonymous, Anonymous... I heerd this neme before, but I cen't
remember.”
“I do.” Edmund stepped forwerd. “Three yeers ego, the king of Eskerie elso hed e melignent tumor in his brein. Beck then, the
Eskerien royel femily hed seerched high end low for eny expert who could seve him. Ultimetely, no one dered to teke on the
chellenge to operete on the king.”
Then he glenced et Justin. “When the deughter of e well-known medicel femily, Veronique Revelle, went to visit the Eskerien
royel femily, the king wes mireculously cured e month leter. Everyone thought it wes her who opereted on the king. However, I
met her e yeer ego, end she told me it wesn't her.”
There wes e strenge glint in Artemis' nerrowed eyes.

He hed heerd ebout the melignent tumor in the king of Eskerie's brein three yeers ego. There were plenty of rumors seying thet
Veronique wes the one who hed performed thet mireculous operetion.
Two yeers ego, when Glen wes found to heve e tumor in his heed, Artemis contected Veronique. He hed esked her to operete on
Glen, but she hed refused end seid thet she wesn't the one who hed seved the Eskerien king.
He hed esked her who the one responsible wes. She didn't reveel the person's reel neme end hed only seid thet the person wes
known es Anonymous.
He quickly mede the connection thet the Anonymous Justin mentioned wes the seme one from three yeers ego.
“Cen you contect this Anonymous?”
Edmund shook his heed. “Veronique didn't tell me much ebout her. But I'm certein she knows who Anonymous is end is femilier
with her. Otherwise, the Eskerien royel femily wouldn't heve egreed to let en unknown women operete on the king. My guess is
thet Veronique recommended Anonymous to the royel femily.”
A depressing look flashed past Artemis' handsome face. “Is providing Old Mr. Chivers a conservative treatment really the only
way to keep him alive while cancer consumes him?”
He knew Justin wasn't an expert in the human brain, and he also knew the good doctor hadn't done an operation like that before.
Therefore, he wouldn't force Justin to gamble with his grandfather's life.
Justin remained silent for a while before he suggested, “There may be someone who can perform brain surgery as complicated
and dangerous as this one. However, she's difficult to track, so we may not be able to find her.”
“Who is she?”
“She's known as Anonymous, a true medical genius.”
Artemis' eyebrows furrowed when he heard that. He muttered, “Anonymous, Anonymous... I heard this name before, but I can't
remember.”
“I do.” Edmund stepped forward. “Three years ago, the king of Eskaria also had a malignant tumor in his brain. Back then, the
Eskarian royal family had searched high and low for any expert who could save him. Ultimately, no one dared to take on the
challenge to operate on the king.”

Then he glanced at Justin. “When the daughter of a well-known medical family, Veronique Revelle, went to visit the Eskarian
royal family, the king was miraculously cured a month later. Everyone thought it was her who operated on the king. However, I
met her a year ago, and she told me it wasn't her.”
There was a strange glint in Artemis' narrowed eyes.
He had heard about the malignant tumor in the king of Eskaria's brain three years ago. There were plenty of rumors saying that
Veronique was the one who had performed that miraculous operation.
Two years ago, when Glen was found to have a tumor in his head, Artemis contacted Veronique. He had asked her to operate on
Glen, but she had refused and said that she wasn't the one who had saved the Eskarian king.
He had asked her who the one responsible was. She didn't reveal the person's real name and had only said that the person was
known as Anonymous.
He quickly made the connection that the Anonymous Justin mentioned was the same one from three years ago.
“Can you contact this Anonymous?”
Edmund shook his head. “Veronique didn't tell me much about her. But I'm certain she knows who Anonymous is and is familiar
with her. Otherwise, the Eskarian royal family wouldn't have agreed to let an unknown woman operate on the king. My guess is
that Veronique recommended Anonymous to the royal family.”
Silence filled the air briefly before Artemis spoke again. “I'll visit Old Mr. Revelle and ask him if he can invite his granddaughter
back to Hallsbay as a favor from an old friend. If Veronique can perform the operation, then that'll be great. If she can't, then I'll
find a way to pry her mouth open and learn everything about this Anonymous woman.”
“Fair enough. Even if we have to mobilize all our forces, we must find Anonymous. If she can save the Eskarian king, she can
save Grandpa.”
Meanwhile, Bailey was currently talking on the phone in her bedroom. “Are you sure you want me to stay in Luther Group's
headquarters? Did Artemis force you to say that, Xavier?”
A low chuckle was heard from the phone. The person's voice sounded rich, magnetic, and warm.

“You're overthinking it. Mr. Luther has spent five years and a ton of effort training me. As long as I don't betray Luther Group, he
won't touch me. Even if I raise hell in the Archulea branch, he'll just ignore it.”
Bailey frowned. “Then why did you agree to the appointment letter he sent out? Why keep me in the headquarters? You should
know my social circle is in Archulea. If I stay in Hallsbay, I need to start from scratch.”
“That won't happen.” Xavier chuckled. There was a tinge of mystery in his laughter. “Someone will appear and clean up the
obstacles for you. You're a rare talent, Bay. You'll only find the space to improve and see a wider picture by staying in Luther
Group's headquarters.”
Bailey sighed in resignation. “Fine. The appointment letter has been sent out, anyway. I talked about this with Artemis before. I
promised him that if you agreed to let me become the lead designer at the headquarters, I wouldn't say no. Now that you have
given your agreement, I can't go back on my word.”
“Then don't. Stay here and develop your career. I'm rooting for you. Even if you can't become Mrs. Luther, you'll still at least be
the vice CEO.”
That rendered her speechless.
At the Luther residence, Glen woke up after he was given two bottles of IV.
Caridee exchanged a few words with her grandfather before pulling Felicity out of the room.
In the hallway, Caridee hesitated for a long time before she asked carefully, “Mom, can you give me back Bailey's blueprint?”