Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 122 I Don't Mind Being Cheesy

In the private room, it was just Ethan and Faye.

Ethan glanced up and locked eyes with me. Neither of us was shocked to see the other.

"Ethan, I'm outta here."

Faye was all jittery and hadn't even noticed me walk in. I'd already set the tray on the table, and she hadn't looked up, probably thinking I was just some waiter.

I poured a glass of wine and slid it over to her, saying coolly, "Bailing already? What's the hurry?"

Faye's head snapped up, eyes wide with shock. "Why is it you?"

"So, this Mr. Windsor ain't Victor!"

Bella suddenly got it, pulled out a chair, and plopped down, ready for the drama.

Faye glanced between Ethan and me, piecing things together, her eyes darting around, looking kinda guilty.

I didn't bother pouring Ethan any wine, just handed him a glass of warm water. Then I took a seat next to him.

On the burgundy tablecloth, there was a stack of papers.

Ethan drummed his fingers on the documents and gave a faint smile.

"Faye, I was planning a surprise for you, and you showed up right on cue."

Of course, I knew this wasn't just a random thing.

And when Faye walked into the restaurant, she had no clue that the so-called Mr. Windsor wasn't Victor, the guy she was supposed to meet, but Ethan.

Ethan spoke softly, "The director we met earlier is a straight shooter. This is the contract for the lead role in his new movie. He thinks you're perfect for the part. Faye, this is your shot. I promised to help you chase your dream, and I'm sticking to it. But there's one catch."

But Faye still looked super uneasy.

"What catch?"

"Cut ties with Victor."

Faye was stunned, but being the pro actress she was, she quickly pulled herself together.

"Ethan, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Ethan pulled out a cigarette and lit it, a faint smile on his face.

"Faye, how old are you, and how old am I? Those extra years I have count for something."

Faye probably never thought that just this morning, she was strutting her stuff in front of me at the villa, and now the tables had totally turned.

But the story kicked off last night.

Ethan and I were out looking for Scruffy. When it seemed like a lost cause, he parked the car by the roadside.

"Emily, I dug into what you told me about Faye. It's Victor," he said.

I'd already gotten the scoop from Faris, so I wasn't surprised.

Ethan leaned back in his seat, rubbing his temples, looking beat.

I could totally feel the sadness in his heart right then. If the investigation had just shown Faye was with some rich dude, that'd be one thing. But finding out Victor was scheming against him? That was a whole different ball game. "It's like a tree. If outside forces try to yank it out and the roots don't hold firm, it'll get pulled out easily."

He spoke slowly, each word dripping with helplessness.

worried. "What about you? Are

at me, cupping my face in

"Solid."

the fact that you're willing to tell me everything makes me

kissed my hair, and said hoarsely, "A woman feeling insecure is a man's

of him, I always felt weak. He could always stir my heart with just a

unable

big argument that followed

thought she was about to hit her goal,

was never harsh, but it

the ashtray and said steadily, "Faye, you mess up because you're young and can't resist temptation.

having pieced everything together, couldn't stay

out for money, huh? Ethan's been so good to you, and

bit her lip in

I didn't want this either. That night, after I left the TV station, they forcibly took me away. Victor wanted me to drive a wedge between you two. I initially refused, but they beat me.

the night Ethan had sent Ivan to pick up Faye, but she wasn't there. The next morning, she

out his cigarette, took out a card from his

account, then focus on prepping for this movie. I'll find an

need. Her acting is already

lightly fell on

in my words was

pouted, looking kinda

glanced at it but didn't dare to pick

Victor checking in

dropping even lower. "Faye, this is your last shot. If

Faye as his

head, and after a long

grabbed my hand,

to go practice

giving Faye a glare, also got up to

matter what others have promised you, whether it's money or a future,

tightly, walking

His rugged and mature handsome face seemed even more charming at

he was my inescapable

said she had something to do and left. I got into

hit the driving school now, is it?" he asked

head.

pulled me by the neck, planting a soft kiss

face flushed instantly, and he smiled,

pointed ahead. "Watch the

let go of me, but the smile on his lips never

when we argued last night, like a rainbow hanging in the sky

about our argument last

glanced at him; he was

the text he sent

replied: [Same to

play, and a play

our true feelings into it. We used that big argument to express our

looked at me.

honestly. "Yeah, every time you care about Faye, I

faintly and said, "That

"And you?"

things awkward and that I might get an answer I didn't want to

really feel exhausted

job is to make his woman

was slick, almost