Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 127 Are You Afraid That I Have Nothing?

After hopping outta the car, I found myself in this sketchy, beat-up parking lot, trash everywhere, and some homeless dude chillin' in a raggedy tent. "Where the hell is he?"

Couldn't wrap my head around Ethan being in a dump like this; the whole vibe was giving me the creeps.

Faris took one last drag on his cig, flicked the butt, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and started walking, his voice drifting back to me.

"Chill out, you'll see him soon enough."

He stepped into this janky elevator. But I just stood there, not about to get in.

Faris shot me a look, leaning against the elevator wall, holding the door open with one hand, staring me down.

"If you don't see him soon, you can do whatever you want to me."

Guess Faris really did know where Ethan was.

Taking a deep breath, I finally stepped into the elevator but stayed in the corner, keeping my distance.

He smirked, all smug, and hit the button for basement level three.

We got there quick. Faris stepped out first, and I trailed behind.

This basement was dark as hell, the concrete floor kinda damp, and only these weak wall lamps lighting the way.

The further we went, the more freaked out I got. Suddenly, I wondered if I was being a total idiot, following this guy who once kidnapped me to some creepy place what if Faris was gonna use me to mess with Ethan again? Just as my mind was racing, a wooden door popped up at the end of the hallway, with faint noises coming from inside.

Faris knocked lightly twice, and a small square hole opened in the door. An eye peeked through.

After a moment, the door creaked open from the inside.

"Faris, you're here." The dude who opened the door greeted Faris like he was some big shot.

Faris patted the guy's shoulder. I followed him in, and what I saw blew my mind.

It was like a hidden world in there, as big as a plaza, with flashing lights, tables everywhere, the sound of mahjong tiles, shouting, and noise-it looked like a secret underground casino.

There were a bunch of people, but they all seemed like low-level thugs. If Ethan was here, he should be easy to spot, but I hadn't seen him yet.

Still doubting if he'd really be in a place like this.

"Keep up," Faris suddenly stopped and said.

Only then did I realize I had fallen behind. I quickly took a few steps to catch up.

We cruised through the big casino and slipped out another door, heading down this super dark hallway. At the end, there was another set of double wooden doors.

But this one was already open.

What hit me was this long, massive gambling table.

sitting at one end. The bald dude at the other end? No clue who he was, never seen

few people around, and it was dead quiet. The few spectators were all on the other

noticed Faris and called out. Faris just

I hesitated.

Would I

his head, and his eyes

you doing

probably shouldn't

to bounce, but a

Why rush to leave?" Faris said

now eyeing me with

the gambling

was torn. Didn't want to cause Ethan any trouble. But

he wasn't a

no chips on the table,

and the bald

on the map with a

here," Ethan said, looking

off Faris's hand, walking

and the least I could do was stand by his

towards a chair next to

sat down, the bald guy gambling with Ethan laughed. "Looks like you've

said this, his eyes

because of that; it was because of the words

in the center of the table. The marked spots should all

those spots marked with red

he gamble so big? Why would Ethan dive into such

vibe at the table was tense, and I didn't

and the bald dude across from him

the side with his arms crossed, didn't show any reaction, just watching like it

one spot remained on the map: the

up and

"Stop gambling," I said.

pull Ethan away, but he

Mr. Windsor. I certainly won't force anyone," the bald

losing so much, Ethan's expression didn't change. He reached out, grabbed my waist, and pulled me onto

afraid I'll end up with

not afraid. You won't end up with nothing; you

stunned, then he smiled a genuinely

I lose everything, I can

I definitely believed him.

moment, I suddenly felt that even if he lost, it wouldn't matter. Whether he had everything or nothing, he was still the charming Ethan. Ethan said to the bald

USB drive, I glanced at the other side and noticed one on the table in

on that USB

readily agreed. Having won so much, he seemed to believe that even God was on his side and was confident that he would win this

couldn't help but worry