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?"

glanced at me and smiled. "You're not too dumb

at a steady distance. It looked familiar,

up, but the sedan kept pace. Serious and confident, Faris drove into an abandoned airport where Jason

stopped near some

said, in a commanding

He got out first.

I followed him

stopped not

Faris said, pulling me towards a narrow alley

and quick pace, I had to hustle to keep

going?" I asked anxiously

I stayed quiet. It was

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

his neck and smashed it on the ground, breaking it into

Faris kicked him a couple more times

guy fled the alley, practically

ask who they are and why

hands on his hips and looking fierce,

we need to ask? Seems you're still kinda

to an old staircase nearby. "Go up and take a

the way, and I

house's rooftop. From

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 the job

time you see it, you'll know who it is,"

locked the license plate

didn't budge, probably thinking we'd have to come out

and pointed to a

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

"But what about Michael?"

it. I'll tell Michael your driving skills need more

a bit

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

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

another word and bolted down

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

car pulled up in front

to the driving school, so I just

should tell him about running into Faris at the driving school. If I did,

a long time, I decided to keep my mouth

we got home, Faye called to say she'd be

injured,

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

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

scratch people anymore, got

I didn't think he was agreeing