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.

one end. The bald dude at the

last casino. Just a few people around, and it was dead quiet. The few spectators were all on the other side, while Ethan was solo,

noticed Faris and called out. Faris just

I hesitated.

it a mistake coming here? Would I mess things up for

too late. Ethan turned his head,

are you

probably shouldn't

was about to bounce, but

rush to leave?" Faris said with a

were now eyeing me with these mischievous grins, probably thinking there was something

dragged to the gambling table, not too thrilled about

to cause Ethan any trouble. But

he wasn't a gambling

were no chips on the table, just

his cards down, and the bald guy

a spot on the map with a red marker. The map already had

said, looking at

and immediately shook off Faris's hand, walking to

was alone, and the least I could do was stand by

Ethan said, nodding towards a chair next to

down, the bald guy gambling with Ethan laughed. "Looks like you've got another chip besides Skyline International

this, his eyes slid

about me, but my sudden excitement wasn't because of that; it was because of

big map in the center of the table. The marked spots should all be

marked with red circles

could he gamble so big? Why would Ethan dive

the table was tense, and I

lost several more rounds in a row, and the bald dude across from him was laughing

arms crossed, didn't

spot remained on the map: the Skyline

stood up and grabbed

"Stop gambling," I said.

Ethan away, but he

not is up to Mr. Windsor. I certainly won't force anyone," the

He reached out, grabbed my waist, and pulled me onto his

afraid I'll end up

firmly. "I'm not afraid. You won't

then he smiled a genuinely

if I

I definitely believed him.

that 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 man, "One last round.

drive, I glanced at the other side and

could be on that USB drive

God was on his side and was confident

couldn't help but worry