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?"

and smiled. "You're not too dumb

us at a steady distance. It

kept pace. Serious and confident, Faris drove

in. Faris stopped near some houses at the

said, in a

He got out first.

him out of the

stopped not

go," Faris said, pulling me towards a narrow alley between the

legs and quick pace, I had to

I asked anxiously in a

listened intently. I

I was nervous, unsure of the other party's intentions. Although 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 the ground. He

clutching a camera. Faris yanked it from his neck and smashed it

backward. Faris kicked him a couple more times and shouted,

fled the alley, practically

who they

on his hips and looking fierce, sneered at

ask? Seems you're still kinda

to an old staircase nearby. "Go up

the way, and I quickly

the stairs to the house's rooftop. From there, we could see everything in the

and running over to the car, nodding and bowing to someone

you see it, you'll know who

his reminder, I locked the license plate into

probably thinking we'd have to come

and

be seen, you can take off from here. Follow this road, turn right, and you'll hit

"But what about Michael?"

it. I'll tell Michael

a

with him today, I felt Faris

charming. Watch out, or you'll fall for me,

word and bolted down the stairs, taking the small road

was still at the driving school entrance. When

no time, his car pulled up

he asked why I was there. I told him Michael had to go home and wasn't coming back to the driving school, so I just got off somewhere. Ethan bought it without suspicion, and I

Faris at the driving school. If I did, would he make me give up learning to drive?

long time, I decided to keep my

called to say she'd

was injured, Ethan took over cooking

the living room, watching TV, and

thinking about his antics this morning, and pretended

can't scratch people anymore, got it? People

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