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?"

could I not be scared of a guy who once

kept my

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.

raced through my mind, and the more I thought, the

car and turned to me. "Come on, sit in the front. I'll show

a wary look and

in a rush; he just smoked and

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

was taken aback for a second, then burst out laughing. "Emily, you're something else. Still scared because of last time? Let me tell you, my driving

move to the front. After finishing his

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

eyes out of my head

drove to the top of the mountain and finally

me here on a bike ride. It was also

With that,

the car for a bit, cautiously watching his every

viewpoint and leaned on the railing, looking

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 of

on guard. What if he had some

who knew what kind of face

guy who's kidnapped me

pocket. The small object he pulled out clicked,

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

crap out

the back of the car, popped the trunk, grabbed two apples, and sat on the stone

he was just peeling

reaction, I felt both

already figured out he wouldn't

he asked, holding

turned my face away,

laughed and walked over

myself not to back

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

"A cold-blooded guy like you would

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

he smirked again, a smile with an unclear

and human nature is too cold. That's why the warm blood slowly cools. So-called cold-bloodedness

seemed he also had a painful past that had forced him to become

on the railing, eating the apple. But after a few bites, he seemed to lose his appetite and casually

air grew still with

him, he seemed like someone with a story

was lost in thought, Faris suddenly looked at me,

with

me to be