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."

hallway, clearly hearing their

were these young girls thinking about all

and walked over. They were so into their conversation that they didn't notice me

and they stopped

a moment and seemed uneasy, probably guessing that I had

help you with your luggage, in case it's too

other girls in the room. They looked at me, then

"It's okay. My luggage is simple, just this

and turned around. Under the gaze of the other

elevator, neither of

brother-in-law wasn't wrong. It

and put it in the trunk.

eyes showing a

it was her first time here. Eight years ago, Ethan probably didn't have

and I showed her around downstairs, explaining the kitchen, bathroom, fridge, TV,

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

must think I'm some bumpkin from the countryside. I actually know how to

off, but her innocent smile

a smile and said, "Maybe I overthought it. I just didn't want you to feel awkward asking. It's good you know. I hope you

to remove her makeup

removing her makeup, she opened her suitcase and

her, and even without makeup, her face was full of

of

was her eyes. Emily, do you think they look alike?"

a close-up, artsy shot, really

less about comparing

stayed silent, and I bet my

clueless or just pretending, Faye put the photo frame on the bedside table. "This time, I have to get a good ranking in the competition. It's

at

she really

hands. "Put it away. I don't want a

the frame, her

with a crash, the frame slipped from her hands and

been wronged. "Emily, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken out Fiona's photo. If you don't like it, I'll put it away. This is the only photo I have of my sister, and now it's broken." She squatted

at me with

like she'd been seriously wronged, even though she

she should go into acting. She'd

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

it was being stabbed,

Ethan, whispering, "No need, I'll just put it

a frame!" Ethan suddenly shouted, startling

me again. In his mind, I had deliberately broken Fiona's

anger was directed at

heart shattered, and my eyes stung

a guesthouse. It doesn't matter if it's shabby."

knew it was useless. Ethan