Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 107 I Lost in the First Round

"Why don't you crash at my place for now?"

When I said that, everyone looked at me like I had three heads, especially Ethan, who stared at me like I was a total stranger.

I turned to Faye and said, "You're new around here. Staying at a guesthouse or hotel ain't safe. Better to stay with us so we can keep an eye on you."

Faye glanced at Ethan, looking both nervous and hopeful. "Isn't that kinda inconvenient?"

I bet she was secretly thrilled.

Ethan lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and smirked at me. "Emily calls the shots in our house."

That was Ethan's way of showing Faye who's boss.

After dinner, as we were leaving the restaurant, Bella pulled me aside.

"Emily, you blew me away. You nailed it. I didn't get it at first, but now I do. Your move shows you're generous and makes Ethan think you're super understanding."

I replied, "Plus, it's easier to keep tabs on someone when they're right under your nose."

Bella nodded. "Exactly. If she stayed at a hotel, she could call Ethan in the middle of the night with some excuse and meet him there. Who knows what could happen? Emily, you're sharp." Bella gave me a thumbs-up.

I just smiled.

This was the only way. Since I could see her intentions weren't pure, it was safer to keep her close.

That night, we took Faye back to the hotel to grab her stuff.

We waited in the car forever, and she still hadn't come down. Ethan kept checking his watch, looking either annoyed or worried.

I said, "I'll go check. Maybe she has too much to carry. I can help."

Since Faye's roommates were all girls, it wasn't cool for Ethan to go. So he stayed in the car.

I asked the front desk for her room number and took the elevator up.

From a distance, I saw her room door was open, and I could hear voices inside before I even got close.

"Faye, I saw you get out of a Maybach. Only the rich can afford that. Tell us, did you snag a wealthy guy?"

"Of course, Faye is so pretty and has a great figure. What man wouldn't like her?"

"Stop joking. It's my brother-in-law," Faye said, without any anger.

Someone kept joking. "A rich brother-in-law, how lucky."

"Faye, I remember you said your sister passed away. So, you have a chance now. Why let an outsider benefit?"

"Yeah! Affairs between a man and his sisters-in-law do happen a lot."

stood in the hallway, clearly hearing their

head. What were these young girls thinking about all

walked over. They were so into

and they stopped gossiping and

for a moment and seemed uneasy, probably guessing that I had heard

your luggage,

in the room. They looked

and said sensibly, "It's okay. My luggage is simple, just this one

around. Under the gaze of the other girls, we

elevator, neither of

calling Ethan her brother-in-law wasn't wrong. It was

the hotel, Ethan took the luggage and put it in the trunk. Then we all got in the car

around, her eyes showing a bit

like it was her first time here. Eight years ago, Ethan probably

shower, and I showed her around downstairs, explaining the kitchen, bathroom, fridge, TV, and other common appliances. Then,

how to use the switches, household appliances, cabinets, dressing table, and the shower

some bumpkin from the countryside. I actually know

but her innocent

know. I hope you feel comfortable here. Let me know if you

the dressing table to remove her makeup

her makeup, she opened her suitcase and started

even without makeup, her

have that kind of beauty. But

way, Fiona's best feature was her eyes. Emily, do you think they look alike?" She

Fiona was a close-up,

I couldn't care less about comparing their eyes

and I bet my face didn't

the bedside table. "This time, I have to get a good ranking in the competition. It's my dream

head, looking at me all innocent.

she really not

it away. I don't want

her head

a crash, the frame slipped from her hands and shattered on

I'll put it away. This is the only photo I have of my sister, and now it's broken."

head slowly and looked at me with a coldness that

like she'd been seriously wronged, even though she dropped

singing; she should go into acting. She'd definitely be

frame and put it back in." His tone was gentle, the same gentle

felt like it was being

bird, shrank closer to Ethan, whispering, "No

back in a frame!" Ethan suddenly shouted, startling

me again. In his

anger was directed

and my eyes

guesthouse. It doesn't matter if it's shabby." Faye timidly held Ethan's hand, continuing her

because I knew it was useless.