Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 22 Those Who Dare Not Lose Will Surely Lose

My heart skipped a beat. Was I overthinking, or was Ethan hinting at something? I didn't really know him well, but he seemed like a good guy.

Ethan noticed my silence, smirked, leaned in, and refilled my glass. "Just a sip isn't enough to thank me. Show some sincerity."

I felt awkward and told to myself inwardly, 'Emily, don't get carried away with romantic thoughts.'

"Just saying 'thank you' is too easy. Let's play beer dice. I'll start," Oliver said, rolling the dice. He won and made me drink.

Oliver opened several beers, placing them and the dice in front of me.

I waved my hands nervously. "I don't drink much. I get drunk easily."

"Now's the time to show sincerity," Oliver insisted.

"I really don't drink much. Bella knows," I looked to Bella for help.

To my surprise, Bella smiled and encouraged me, "They have a point. If you want to show gratitude, you need to be sincere. It's just beer, not poison."

believe my best friend was

probably thought Ethan was a good guy

Ethan was great, and I was a divorced woman. There was no

So, I drank the beer

cheered and refilled

was too timid. How could he sit in our casino

the key

casino is his," Ethan

face twitched. 'Great. Ethan's making me the scapegoat,' he

"So

you guys tricked Arthur?"

and square," Ethan

I frowned. "What?"

accept the outcome. What matters is if the process is enjoyable. But he cared about the result. If it wasn't good, he blamed fate.

was strong, and I was in awe. "So

not

my head. "That's not what