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."

the hallway,

What were these young girls thinking

into their conversation that they didn't notice me

lightly, and they stopped gossiping and

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

your luggage,

other girls in the room.

her suitcase out and said sensibly, "It's okay. My

gaze of the other girls, we entered the

elevator, neither of us

wasn't wrong. It was

the hotel, Ethan took the luggage and put it in the trunk. Then

showing a bit of the innocence typical of

time here. Eight years ago, Ethan probably didn't

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

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

countryside. I actually

off, but her innocent smile left me

moment, I forced 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 feel comfortable here. Let me know if you need anything. It's easier for women to communicate." Faye nodded and

at the dressing table to remove her makeup while I changed the

she opened her suitcase and started

looked at her, and even without makeup, her face was

that kind of beauty. But those days

my eyes look a lot like Fiona's. By the way, Fiona's best feature was her eyes. Emily, do you think they look alike?"

of Fiona was a close-up, artsy

then, I couldn't care less

silent, and I bet my face didn't look

have to get a good ranking

at me

she really not

shoved it into her hands. "Put it away. I don't want a picture of a dead person displayed

took the frame, her head down, looking

from her hands

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 down to pick up the broken glass, but a hand pulled

and looked at me with a coldness that made

crying like she'd been seriously wronged, even though she dropped the frame

shouldn't pursue singing; she should

it's just the frame that's broken. You can get a new frame and put it back

it was

a scared bird, shrank closer to Ethan, whispering, "No need, I'll just put

back in a frame!" Ethan suddenly shouted, startling

again. In his mind, I had

anger was directed

and my eyes stung

It doesn't matter if it's shabby." Faye timidly held Ethan's

knew it was useless. Ethan had already judged