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

kept my

through the rearview mirror, grinning. "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

million terrifying thoughts raced through my mind, and the more I

the mountain, he suddenly stopped the car and turned to me. "Come on, sit in the front. I'll show you some

shot him a

wasn't in a rush; he

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

out laughing. "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," I

finishing his cigarette, he tossed the

license. But it got revoked two years ago for a minor incident. Can't retake the test for two years.

out of my head

the top of the mountain and

before; Ethan had taken me here on a bike ride. It was also

your butt sore? Get out and stretch." With that, he opened the door

stayed in the car for a bit, cautiously watching

the edge of the viewpoint

stark contrast to the cold aura he carried that night. I figured as long as the thing with Yanis was unresolved, he probably wouldn't do

on guard. What if he

who knew what kind

a guy who's kidnapped me can't be

smirking, and reached into his pocket. The small object he

back, my legs

seemed to enjoy scaring the crap

walked to the back of the car, popped the trunk,

was just peeling

reaction, I felt both annoyed

figured out he wouldn't dare harm

he asked, holding up

my face away, refusing to be

and walked over

time, I forced myself not

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

you would read fairy tales? Don't

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

a smile with

Everyone starts warm. It's the world, and human nature is too cold. That's why

had a painful past that had forced him to become who he

on the railing, eating the apple. But after a few bites, he seemed to

air grew still

preconceived notions about him, he seemed like someone with a

lost in thought, Faris

you dissatisfied with me?"

me to be satisfied with you?