Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 110

Chapter 110 Cold-bloodedness Is Forced

Not too far off, this dude in a dark blue tracksuit was strutting our way. Yep, it was Faris.

Michael's anger was gone. Now he was grinning at Faris like they were best buds.

Faris rolled up, threw an arm around Michael's shoulder, and Michael gave him a playful punch. Looked like these two were tight.

The second I spotted Faris, my gut twisted, and I had this crazy urge to bolt.

I'd never forget how he once held a knife to me, forcing Ethan to sign some shady deal.

"I treat all my students the same. You're an elusive man, I almost thought you quit driving."

So, Faris was here to learn driving too? Weird.

A guy like him, knee-deep in the underworld, not knowing how to drive? Nah, that didn't add up. How else would he flex?

Faris shot a wicked grin. "Go ahead, roast me all you want. I'm a man, I can handle it. But take it easy on the ladies, they're shy." Wait, was Faris sticking up for me?

"Alright, let's roll. Get in the car."

Michael popped open the door of a nearby training car and slid into the passenger seat while Faris hopped into the driver's seat.

I figured he wasn't talking to me, so I just stood there.

"Hey, you getting in or just gonna stand there like a statue?" Michael barked from the passenger seat.

I bit my lip, not thrilled. But Michael's intense stare made me cave. I opened the back door and climbed in.

There should be at least four students in the car, right? But nope, just us three.

I tried to chill, thinking it was cool. At least Michael was there. Faris wouldn't dare pull anything with him around.

Michael told Faris to drive out of the school and hit the road.

I sat in the back, nerves jangling. I caught Faris checking me out in the rearview mirror, a creepy smile playing on his lips.

To me, he was a straight-up criminal, so I was on high alert.

Halfway through, Michael told Faris to pull over and got out. "I gotta check on my kid. You guys keep driving. Faris, let Emily take the wheel later. She needs practice, so help her out."

No way did I want to be alone in a car with Faris.

As soon as Michael left, I tried to bail too. But the door was locked, and Faris floored it.

"Let me out!" I yelled, yanking at the door.

Faris chuckled and lit up a cigarette. "What? Scared of me?"

could I not be scared of a guy who once kidnapped me

my

fate or something. Michael said I should guide you. Don't

my mind, and the more I thought, the

suddenly stopped the car and turned to me. "Come on, sit

a wary look

wasn't in a rush; he just smoked

snorted. "You're

scared because of last time? Let me tell

the front. After finishing his cigarette, he tossed the butt and

have a license. But it got revoked two years ago for a minor incident.

of my head and

the top of

taken me here on a bike ride. It was also where

your butt sore? Get out and stretch." With that,

a bit, cautiously watching his every

the viewpoint and leaned

aura he carried that night. I figured as long as the thing with Yanis was unresolved, he probably wouldn't do anything to me. He still needed Ethan to get Yanis out. With that in mind, I got out

my distance from Faris, still on guard. What if he had some nasty plan to push me off the

knew what kind of face was

guy who's kidnapped me can't

his head, smirking, and reached into his pocket. The small object he pulled out clicked, revealing a shiny

heart nearly stopped, and I stumbled back, my legs turning to jelly. "What are

scaring the crap out of

the car, popped the trunk, grabbed two apples, and

was just

I felt both annoyed and

he

one?" he asked, holding up

my face away, refusing to

laughed and walked over to

I forced myself not

with

sneered. "A cold-blooded guy like you would read fairy tales? Don't

a bite of the apple, his gaze lingering on me, the smile slowly

again, a smile with an unclear

human nature is too cold. That's why the warm blood slowly cools. So-called cold-bloodedness is something that's forced upon us." Faris's words

a painful past that had

anything. He leaned on the railing, eating the apple. But after a few bites,

grew still

him, he seemed

was lost in thought, Faris suddenly looked

dissatisfied with me?"

and you expect me to be satisfied with you? Should I thank

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