Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 120 Helping You is Helping Myself

I knew exactly who he was talking about.

Faris had a cig hanging from his lips. He slowly pulled out a package from his jacket and handed it over to me.

"Check this out."

I took it, feeling all kinds of suspicious, and inside was a stack of photos.

The first one hit me like a ton of bricks.

In the pic, Faye was getting into a car, and I had made a mental note of the license plate it was the same car that had been tailing me that day. In other words, she got into Victor's car.

My heart started pounding, and I couldn't wait to flip to the next photo-Faye getting out of the car-and the one after that.

I remembered the last text Victor had sent me that day: [Don't worry, the day you leave isn't far off.]

Thinking about Faye's weird behavior these past few days, I felt a chill run down my spine.

"How'd you get these pics?" I asked, trying to keep my cool, though my heart was doing somersaults.

Faris leaned against the railing, tilting his head with a smirk. "Wasn't hard. Just returning a favor."

"Why are you helping me?" I asked.

Faris took the cig out of his mouth, suddenly sounding way more serious.

"Helping you is helping myself."

I didn't get it, and my mind was still buzzing with questions.

After a bit, Faris spoke again, "I heard Richard's case is going to court soon. I trust Ethan hasn't forgotten what he promised me?" What Ethan had promised him was just a stalling tactic. Ethan had said it was impossible to get Yanis out at the same time.

I stared at him, keeping my mouth shut.

Faris was a dangerous dude. He seemed to know everything about Ethan and me, which was seriously creepy.

Seeing I wasn't talking, he suddenly lowered his head, leaned in close, and blew a puff of smoke at me.

Instinctively, I took a couple of steps back, coughing from the smoke, and glared at him while waving my hand to clear the air.

He laughed heartily, showing off two rows of white, neat teeth.

"You can't even handle a little smoke? Silly girl, why are you still so dumb? Getting older but not any wiser?"

His words made my blood boil, and I didn't catch the deeper meaning at the time.

Before I could snap back, he continued.

"I heard from Michael that you've been practicing driving a lot lately and making great progress. So, what's that saying? Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard. Seems true." Faris was still calling me dumb.

By the time I snapped out of it, he had already taken the photos from my hand and walked away with a grin.

"Emily." Jason's voice came from behind me.

I turned around, and Jason was looking at Faris's back. "Do you know him?"

I shook my head and casually replied, "Nah, just a promo guy."

Jason withdrew his gaze, seemingly not suspicious.

"Alright, let's roll."

ditched the arcade and found

all over the place, thinking about those photos Faris had shown

mind?" Jason

snapped back

anything

with a napkin, took a sip of water, and then

was curious about his cryptic

pulled out a pack

Grove Village belongs to Victor. It used to be his quarry, but after it lost its mining value, Victor turned it into a unique resort because of its cool landscape. Nowadays, a lot of Silent Grove Village has been touched up by humans." So, Silent Grove Village was Victor's turf. No wonder they called Ethan 'Mr. Windsor' instead of

Grove Village, along with those photos Faris showed me,

I was lost in thought, Jason pulled out two phones that had been off all night and placed

a peaceful night, but I had no clue what was going down

calling me? Was he worried about me? Did he worry about me as much as

phones and chuckled. "I bet our

his phone and turned it on, and sure enough, message

long, a call

answered the call, and gave the

The tighter you grip, the faster it slips away. The easier it is to get, the less

stared at him, suddenly getting Jason's good intentions

left the breakfast spot, a Maybach pulled up in front of

window, Ethan looked straight

in the car," he said

wanting to

for a bit, then sighed and said wearily,

chair, giving me his usual handsome profile, but his exhaustion was clear, and it hurt to

a few steps forward, one hand in his pocket and the other resting on the car window, and said, "Ethan, be fair. Emily is a woman too. Just because she's more sensible and considerate than Faye, does that mean she deserves to be

His words hit home.

was stunned, and Ethan turned

more considerate and rational, unable to be as reckless and willful

hint of guilt in his eyes. I couldn't bear to look at him, so I walked around to the passenger side and got in. "Let's go home," I said

was handed in through the car window. Jason said, "Emily's got a wound on her neck. Make sure to put this on

then smiled. "If you forget, call me, and I'll

the ointment, glanced at my neck, and then his gaze moved up to my

face away, looking

going now," and

I walked in

was a mess, and she looked like she had just woken up. But the moment she saw me, her eyes widened. She looked like a cat

just said, "I didn't sleep all night.

I didn't need to take leave. I went straight to my room and

I heard the door

my eyes, and Ethan was already sitting by the

given him in his hand and unscrewed the cap, looking like he was going to apply it

nothing, just a small wound. I'm not

away from him, but he held my shoulder down, making it impossible

"Don't move," he said.

was a bit hoarse, and it made me feel uneasy, so I didn't

intently on my neck while I stared

women crazy; one look could make people

moved me wasn't his

and didn't have many expectations, so even a little kindness from him

I start hoping that his

that

He suddenly