Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 21 Lucky or Unlucky, It All Depends on How You Think

Ethan seemed amused by my shocked look, his smile barely visible through the smoke. "Perfect, I don't want you either. Not just any woman can sleep with me. Do you think your body is worth a million dollars?" Seeing Vivian's scared face now, I felt pretty satisfied.

Vivian always relied on her dad, Xavier, the dean, to get away with wearing clothes that broke hospital rules, flaunting her charm, and seducing married men.

Vivian's confidence made her humiliation now even sweeter.

But Arthur couldn't come up with a million dollars, no matter how much Ethan pressured him. I started thinking about TV shows where gamblers get beaten up for not paying, and it scared me a bit.

I wasn't sure if Ethan would actually do that. Before I could say anything, Ethan told Oliver, "Take them downstairs to get something to eat."

Oliver got the hint, stood up, and stretched. "I'm hungry too. Ladies, let's go, my treat."

"Let's go, I'm starving," Bella said, pulling me along.

Bella dragged me to the elevator. I looked back and saw Ethan talking to Arthur, who looked terrified. After a bit, Ethan walked towards a private room, with Arthur following, leaving Vivian sitting there. "Emmy, don't go soft, okay? Arthur's a jerk. What are you still hoping for?" Bella scolded me.

feel sorry for him. I hated him. I just felt bad for his parents, who lost their savings in an instant. "I'm not going soft. I just know he can't come up with a million dollars."

the other pressing the button. "She's right. He can't come up with the money.

worried Ethan might break the law to get back at Arthur. But Oliver just

got back to the bar on the second floor. Oliver led us to a booth

Oliver

I stood up for the

he?"

"Gone," he said.

Arthur couldn't possibly come up with a million dollars, and Ethan wouldn't let him off

resolved?"

a beer and placed

the beer before putting it down. Then he slowly lit a cigarette, unbuttoned his shirt, and lay back on the sofa, looking at

lips were upturned, they looked cold and mocking. "Emily, I've always wondered, if you hadn't met me that night, what would you have done?" I felt

didn't recognize you at the time. You really are

Honestly, I didn't know what I would've done if I