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,

head. What were these young

walked over. They were so into

knocked lightly, and they

and seemed uneasy,

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

other girls in the room. They looked at me,

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

Under the gaze of the

the narrow elevator,

her brother-in-law wasn't wrong. It was better than saying he

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

a bit of the innocence typical of

here.

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

household appliances, cabinets,

the countryside. I actually

off, but her innocent

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 smiled at me. "Emily, you're

the dressing table to remove her makeup while

her

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

to have that kind of beauty.

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

a close-up, artsy shot,

I couldn't care less about comparing their eyes or their

stayed 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 dream. I'll carry her dream forward; she

head, looking at me all innocent. "Emily,

really

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

took the frame, her

frame slipped from her

photo. If you don't like it, I'll put it away. This is the only photo I have

head slowly and looked at

like she'd been seriously wronged,

she shouldn't pursue singing; she should go

just the frame that's broken. You can get a new frame and put it back in." His tone was gentle, the same gentle tone he used to comfort

heart felt like it was

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

in a frame!" Ethan suddenly shouted, startling

his mind, I had deliberately broken Fiona's

was directed at

and my eyes stung with

I'll stay at a guesthouse. It doesn't matter if it's

explain anything because I knew it was useless. Ethan