Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 89 Learned to Refuse

The light from outside streamed in, making me squint like a deer caught in headlights.

A guy in a crisp police uniform strolled in with a folder, a lady cop trailing behind him.

He flicked on the desk lamp, plopped down behind the desk, and set the folder aside. Lighting up a cigarette, he finally looked at me. "Name? Age? Where you from?"

Man, I'd only seen this kind of stuff on TV. Never thought I'd be the one in the hot seat.

I gulped and stammered, "Emily Russell, 26, from Starlight City."

He raised an eyebrow. "Starlight City, huh? What brings you to Sunhaven City?"

Just then, a spotlight hit me dead-on. Felt like I was under a freakin' microscope. "Tourism," I blurted out.

He fiddled with his lighter, eyes cutting through the smoke like a knife. "Cut the crap. Who were you dealing with today? Got any partners? Spill it. Play nice, and I might put in a good word for you."

Sweat trickled down my back, my palms all clammy. Even if I was innocent, I felt guilty as hell. I couldn't meet his gaze, just stared at the floor. "I swear, I don't know what's going on. The kid's not mine, and the stuff's not mine. I was just holding the kid for a woman. That's it."

He coughed, signaling the lady cop to jot down notes, then turned back to me. "The kid's not yours? Then whose is it?"

I explained, "I was just taking a break from dancing, sitting down. This woman with a kid sat next to me. She said she needed to hit the restroom and asked me to hold the kid. I don't know her; I was just being nice." The officer rubbed his temples, the silence making the room feel like a pressure cooker.

With his years of dealing with all sorts of crooks, he was a master at interrogation, always laying traps and waiting for suspects to trip up.. "Isn't it possible you snatched the kid? Using the kid as a cover, maybe?"

I was floored by the word "stole" and shook my head like crazy. "No way, I didn't steal anything. That woman handed me the kid to hold. I have no clue what the kid had on him. Seriously, you gotta believe me." The guy sneered, "We only trust facts and evidence. Someone already testified that you swiped the kid."

I was dumbstruck. 'That's total BS.'

"I really didn't steal." But all I could do was keep repeating my weak defense.

After taking my statement, the two cops left. I spent the night in that dark room, feeling helpless and scared out of my mind.

Early the next morning, the door creaked open. The officer at the door called out, "Emily, you're free to go."

I slowly got up from the corner, my legs all pins and needles.

As I walked out, I spotted Ethan leaning against the wall. The whole night's worth of stress made my nose sting.

on my shoulder. "Hungry? Let's get you some food." His voice was so calm, like nothing had

nodded. "Yeah, I'm starving." My eyes must've been red

to grab

just one night, but it felt like I'd been cut off from the world forever. Even

found out the guy who snatched the kid had falsely

bonfire party, which cleared everything up. The woman who ditched the kid got caught

hopped on a plane back to Starlight

and still felt a bit shaky. Life's full of these

in Starlight City, life went back to normal. I spent

getting out of the instructor's car, my phone rang with an unknown

up, and a familiar voice

hanging up, I grabbed a taxi straight

tone was still icy, but

the living room, besides Victor, there were two other familiar faces: Mary and

parents aren't around anymore, so as your aunt, I'm like your mom. The families should've met ages ago. This is my first time here, and I didn't

with a pile of chicken poop right

and Linda's look of disgust,

the plague. Now, knowing the Windsor Family had money, they shamelessly showed up. Their behavior not only embarrassed

my own family could be so

back," I

acted like she didn't notice my irritation and plopped down on the sofa. "What's the rush? I just sat down. They seem like nice folks. Emily,

didn't dare look at Victor, who already wasn't my fan. I

stairs. I

at Lacey

snorted and said

she's Emily's sister-in-law. She

on. Mary always had a way with words, but right now,

flattery, gave me

had some other agenda. After a bit, I heard a car pull up outside. Ethan walked in, his eyes locking onto me, barely glancing at Mary and

quiet the whole time, piped up when he saw Ethan, "Ethan,

didn't even look at

upstairs," Victor said, getting up and heading

Linda seemed done with Mary and

gawking around the Windsor

her and just sat there,