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

my head. What were these young girls thinking

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

and they stopped gossiping

for a moment and seemed uneasy, probably guessing that I

your luggage, in case it's

girls in the room.

"It's okay. My luggage is simple,

and turned around. Under the gaze of the other girls, we

the narrow elevator,

about it, calling Ethan her brother-in-law wasn't wrong. It was better than saying he was her

in the trunk. Then we all got in

showing a bit

seemed like it was her first time here. Eight

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

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

from the countryside. I actually know

her

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 smiled at me. "Emily, you're so

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

her suitcase and

her face was

to have that kind of beauty. But those days

best feature was her eyes. Emily, do you think they look alike?" She suddenly held up a photo frame next to her face,

photo of Fiona was a close-up, artsy shot, really

right then, I couldn't care less about comparing their eyes or their

silent, and I bet my face didn't

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

looking at me all innocent. "Emily, what's

really

marched over, grabbed the photo frame, and shoved it into her hands. "Put it away. I don't want a picture of a dead person displayed

the frame, her head down, looking all

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

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

looked at me with a coldness that made

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

thought she shouldn't pursue singing; she should go into acting. She'd definitely be a

just the frame that's broken. You can get a new frame and put it back in." His tone was

was being stabbed, causing a sudden

like a scared bird, shrank closer to Ethan, whispering, "No need,

said put it back in a frame!" Ethan suddenly shouted, startling both of

look at me again. In his mind, I

was

shattered, and my eyes stung with

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

explain anything because I knew it