Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1064

Chapter 1064 Their Thoughts

Bailey sneered. When all is said and done, isn't it just to promote the country's embroidery? Yrinasion

and Strassonian embroidery are Chanaea skills that have been passed down for millennia. It is the duty

of every citizen to promote and glorify those traditions, including me. However, they really shouldn't

have, under any circumstances, considered exploiting my wedding. “Back in the day, Yrina, the head of

the Yrinasion embroidery, nurtured many disciples. Among them, her closest disciple, Yrinasion Muse,

was renowned for her exquisite needlework. Thus, she was highly sought after by international

socialites and noblewomen. This can be seen as showing Chanaea's embroidery to the world. All you

need to do is promote it more. There's no need to use my wedding to do this.”

The two middle-aged women exchanged glances. One of them spoke. “You may not be aware, but

ever since Yrina passed away, Yrinasion embroidery has been in decline, Ms. Bailey. Yrinasion Muse,

who inherited her mantle, also disappeared without a trace three years ago. We can't find her

whereabouts. I'm afraid Yrinasion embroidery is going to decline from now on. We can't afford to focus

our energy on this anymore.”

Bailey slightly narrowed her eyes. I think I know what they're thinking. They want to abandon Yrinasion

embroidery and elevate Strassonian embroidery. As the leader of Yrinasion embroidery has passed

away, there's no one left to hold the fort. That has led to a visible decline in Yrinasion embroidery, and Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

that's why they want to leave. These people never stop to consider who has been upholding the art of

embroidery over the past few decades, spreading that skill far and wide. They're just a bunch of

opportunists, all fawning over the Strasson family, trampling over the Yrina family in accordance with

the Strasson family's wishes. Do they really think there's no one left in the Yrina family?

“Are you two suggesting that I have a Strasson tailor create my wedding dress and use my wedding as

a platform to promote Strassonian embroidery? Is your goal to replace Yrinasion embroidery with the

Strasson family's embroidery on the global stage?” asked Bailey.

The middle-aged woman spoke carefully. “Indeed, that's what we're thinking. However, to avoid

criticism, we plan to hold an embroidery competition between the two families. Only the victorious party

has the privilege of tailoring your wedding dress. Then, they'll become the recognized standard of

embroidery craftsmanship, showcased to the world.”

Bailey slightly lowered her head, falling into silence.

Just a moment ago in the study, Artemis told her that he had invited Yrinasion embroidery's

embroiderers over. She had originally planned to have both parties compete to select the best one.

As such, the two middle-aged women's proposal actually coincided perfectly with her plans.

However, she felt uncomfortable that those two women had ulterior motives.

“The Strasson family competing with the Yrina family? Where does your confidence come from that the

Strasson family will definitely win? What if the Yrina family ends up winning? What will you do then?”

asked Bailey.

The middle-aged woman laughed. “That's not going to happen. The Yrina family is scattered and

disorganized. Their embroidery skills have long since become rusty. Unless Yrina is resurrected or her

apprentice shows up, the chances of the Yrina family winning are quite slim. If they happen to take the

lead by chance, they could turn the tide. However, in the end, isn't it up to you to decide who wins and

who loses?”

Bailey sneered in her mind. So, they and the Strasson family plan to use me to win. I really don't know

who gave them such great confidence, making them believe that I'll help. Even if I help, I'll only assist

the Yrina family because... “It seems you hold Strassonian embroidery in high regard. So, you've

decided to have Strassonian embroidery replace Yrinasion embroidery?”

The middle-aged woman offered a placating smile. “The legitimate daughter of the Strasson family has

married into the Smith family of South East Aploth. Additionally, the legitimate daughter of the Smith

family is soon to become the matriarch of the Hollett family of Golden Triangle. In other words,

Strassonian embroidery has aligned itself with several major forces. With their assistance, our

embroidery craftsmanship can also gain international recognition. Ms. Jefferson, you are a person with

great love in your heart. I presume you wouldn't refuse to do such a good deed for our country and our

people.”

Unable to suppress the mockery in her heart, Bailey let out a cold, derisive laugh. Since they want to

court death, I suppose I'll play along. As long as I'm around, the international status of Yrinasion

embroidery will remain unchanged. I won't let the Strasson family occupy something that belongs to

another. “All right then. Since you two speak with such passion and fervor, it's got my blood boiling and

my heart surging. Let's proceed according to your wishes, then. In three days, an embroidery

competition will be held. The Strasson and Yrina family will each send a representative to participate.

Whoever emerges victorious, I will have them sew my wedding dress. When the day of my wedding

with Mr. Luther arrives, I will promote the art of Chanaea embroidery at the banquet. As for who will be

in the spotlight in the end, it all depends on the outcome of the match. Whoever wins, I'll support them.”

The two middle-aged women exchanged another glance joyfully.

The task assigned to them by the Strasson family had been completed.

In return, they would receive a generous reward.

“Since you've agreed to do this, we won't bother you any further, Ms. Bailey. We'll head back now to

prepare for the competition.”

“Absolutely. We must hold this competition successfully so that more people can see our country's

embroidery.”

After they finished speaking, both of them simultaneously stood up from the couch. They exchanged a

few more pleasantries before finally leaving the living room, guided by the butler.

Seeing her daughter's cool and indifferent expression, Waverly couldn't help but ask, “Bay, should I not

have invited them? If you're not interested, I can help you reject it.”

Bailey looked up at her, speaking lightly. “No need. Their proposal is exactly what I had in mind. Even if

they hadn't come to me, I would have held an embroidery competition anyway. The Shurmer family has

invited an embroiderer from Strassonian embroidery. Meanwhile, the Luther family has invited one from

Yrinasion embroidery. We need to determine a winner to make a choice.”

Even though Waverly didn't know what her daughter was planning, she was supportive as long as her

daughter was happy. “All right, just think of it as playing. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If

anything happens, the Shurmer family will have your back.”

Bailey flashed a smile, looking adorable. “Thank you, Mother.”

Unable to contain herself any longer, Waverly suddenly sprang up from the couch. Gripping Bailey's

arm in excitement, Waverly spoke tremblingly. “Bay, y-you called me...”

Bailey reached out and held Waverly, resting her head on the latter's shoulder. “In the past, Mrs. Luther

has caused me quite a few troubles, but in the end, I forgave her. So, why would I bear a grudge

against you, my mother who brought me to this world? Don't overthink it. There's no irreconcilable

issue between us. Once you let go, you'll find peace. I will be getting married soon, so I won't have

much time to spend with you. While I'm still by your side, I want to cherish our time together.”

Waverly blinked, tears streaming down her cheeks. I can't help but feel my daughter's too easy to

please. I really didn't do much, but she is just so easily contented. All it takes is a bit of warmth to warm

her heart. Such a wonderful daughter. I must have been blind in the past to have turned her away. “I'm

sorry. It's my fault.”

Bailey silently smiled.

Perhaps her heart softened because she was about to become a mother again. Even though she had

forgiven Waverly, she didn't feel she was being selfless and saintlike.