Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

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?"

who once kidnapped me and held a knife to my

kept my mouth

"Emily, we're both learning to drive from the same instructor. It's like fate or something. Michael said I should guide you. Don't worry, I'll do my best." Faris sped out of the city and up a twisty mountain road. Judging by his

through my mind, and the more

turned to

shot him a wary

in a rush; he just

but finally snorted. "You're a newbie yourself. What can you

"Emily, you're something else. Still scared because of last time? Let me tell you, my driving skills are as good as Michael's. I had a license." "I don't believe you,"

finishing his cigarette, he tossed

minor incident. Can't retake the test for two years. Compared to me, you

rolled my eyes out of

top of the mountain

here on a bike ride. It was also

out and stretch." With that, he opened

the car for a bit, cautiously watching his every

to the edge of the viewpoint

to the cold 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

on guard. What if he had some nasty plan to push me

mask; who knew what kind of face

who's kidnapped me can't

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

stumbled back, my legs turning to jelly. "What

crap out

of the car, popped the trunk,

he was just

back on my reaction, I felt both annoyed

I already figured out he

one?" he asked, holding up

away, refusing

laughed and walked over

myself not to back

on the railing, and said with a smile, "Don't worry. This isn't the poisoned apple

cold-blooded guy like you would read

the apple, his gaze lingering on me, the smile slowly fading from

again, a

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

had a painful past that had

few bites, he seemed to lose his appetite and

grew still with

my preconceived notions about him, he seemed like someone with a

I was lost in thought, Faris suddenly looked at me,

with me?" he

you expect me to be satisfied with