Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 111 Someone is Following

Man, I was totally floored back then.

Faris muttered, "Damn," and chucked his phone aside, then leaned over and yanked the wheel the other way.

Just when I thought we were about to go flying off the edge, he somehow managed to whip the car around.

But he cranked the wheel too hard, and now we were veering inward.

"Ease off the gas, hit the brakes! Step on it!" he yelled.

The more freaked out someone is, the slower they react.

Seeing the car about to crash, I shut my eyes and slammed on the brakes. The car screeched to a stop. I just sat there, frozen in shock.

I was sure the tires had scraped the edge of the cliff, and if I'd been a second slower, we would've been toast.

"If you were driving a train, it would've derailed by now," Faris said, half-joking.

I looked at him, still trying to catch my breath. He was propping his head up with one hand, smirking at me.

Something about his words felt off, like he was getting a kick out of my freaked-out face.

His chill was impressive; we were just inches from death, and he could still laugh.

"For the sake of our lives, let's switch seats," Faris said with a grin.

I quickly grabbed my phone and got out to swap places with him.

I checked my phone; I had missed the call earlier, and Ethan hadn't called back.

Once Faris took the wheel, the car felt way steadier.

No denying, the guy had skills.

As we rolled up to the driving school entrance, I spotted Ethan's car parked there right away.

He knew I was at the driving school? Looked like he was waiting for me.

I was ready to hop out. But Faris suddenly floored it, showing no signs of stopping.

I said, both panicked and pissed, "What the hell are you doing? Stop the car."

He ignored me and kept speeding up, eyes on the road with a slight smirk.

"If you don't want gossip photos of us to end up in front of Ethan," he said.

I was stunned for a sec, then it clicked.

"Someone's tailing us?"

me and smiled. "You're not too dumb after

at a steady distance. It looked familiar,

and confident, Faris drove

followed us in. Faris stopped near some

said, in a commanding

He got out first.

followed him

stopped

pulling me towards a narrow

his long legs and quick pace, I had

we going?" I asked

he just pulled me to a corner and listened intently. I stayed quiet. It was deserted

temporarily aligned with Faris, I knew we weren't true allies. I could only trust myself. When a figure appeared, Faris kicked him hard, and the guy hit

Faris yanked it from his neck and smashed it on the

terrified, scrambled backward. Faris kicked him a couple

the

said, "We forgot to ask who they are and why they were

hips and looking fierce,

to ask?

nearby. "Go up and take

led the way, and

house's rooftop. From there,

black sedan was still there. The guy Faris had dealt with earlier was holding his sore back and running over to the car, nodding and bowing to someone inside. Looked like he was getting chewed out for not getting

plate. Next time you see it, you'll know who it is,"

reminder, I locked the license plate into my

budge, probably thinking we'd have

other side and pointed to a road

off from here. Follow this road, turn right,

"But what about Michael?"

"Don't sweat it. I'll tell

a bit

was helping me. After spending so much time with him today, I felt Faris wasn't as bad as

I'm irresistibly charming. Watch out, or you'll fall for me, and then Ethan will be in trouble," he said with a

another word and bolted down the stairs, taking

know if Ethan was still at the driving school entrance. When I hit the

no time, his car pulled

him Michael had to go home and wasn't coming back to the driving

tell him about running into Faris at the driving school. If I did, would he make me give

long time, I decided

called to

hand was injured,

we chilled in the living room, watching TV, and Scruffy rubbed

picked him up, thinking about his antics this morning, and pretended to scold

can't scratch people anymore, got it?

meowed twice. Of course, I didn't think he was