Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 159 Pitiful People Must Have Something Detestable about Them

Faye was freaking out, crying and huddling in the corner.

I was losing it too, but I tried to keep it together and warned Quade. "You better think twice. Mess with us, and you'll regret it."

Quade just laughed it off. "Regret? Whatever, I'm still doing it. If I go down, I wanna go down happy."

I couldn't believe my words not only didn't scare him but made him even more determined.

Quade tossed his jacket, and the mustache guy caught it.

He started unbuckling his belt, heading straight for Faye.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the iron door flew open.

Seeing Dennis standing there, my heart, which had been drowning in despair, suddenly sparked with hope.

"Who the hell are you?" Quade yelled at Dennis, his belt half-off.

Dennis glanced at me, then strolled in with a grin.

"Sorry, the snow's brutal out there. Needed a place to crash. Figured this old factory was empty."

"Get lost. I'm no saint; I don't take in strays," Quade snapped.

Dennis didn't even flinch. He sat on a wooden plank and casually lit a cigarette.

"Not a great time to be wandering in this weather."

Quade yanked his belt all the way off, pointing it at Dennis, ready to strike. "Are you messing with me?" Dennis kept smoking, totally ignoring him.

I was pretty worried for Dennis, seeing as Quade had the numbers.

Dennis's chill attitude seemed to piss Quade off even more, and he swung his belt.

"Get him."

At Quade's command, his guys rolled up their sleeves, grabbed weapons, and got ready to rumble.

But just as the mustache guy grabbed his weapon, an iron rod came out of nowhere and knocked it out of his hand.

I didn't even see where the rod came from; I just knew the mustache guy was now shaking his hand in pain.

Quade's crew was still in shock. And in a flash, Dennis was in front of us, shielding Faye and me.

I knew Dennis was always Ethan's driver. But Ethan only had him drive when he was too drunk or something. Dennis was low-key, and I barely interacted with him, so he was kind of a ghost. Now, I finally took a good look at him.

He was tall and looked pretty solid, but not like a bodybuilder. He wasn't old, maybe early thirties.

Realizing Dennis had played him, Quade looked embarrassed and cursed. "Meddling in other people's business, huh? Get him."

At Quade's shout, they all rushed at Dennis.

was hiding his true skills, I was

he was just a driver, and taking on so many guys

soon, I realized my worry was

such a badass. Even with all of them attacking at once, they were no

felt relieved, knowing

no time, everyone except Quade was

the hell

strength, Quade didn't charge

clothes and

moment, footsteps

familiar figure at the door, my eyes

on his cigarette, exhaling smoke slowly as he walked

to go easy. Why are they all

cocky words and seeing Quade's crew in their current state, I felt an indescribable

easy. Didn't expect them to be so

clearly recognized him and looked

beating. But now, it seemed Quade had forgotten the pain after his wounds healed. Ethan stood a few feet

the last time

Simon's appearance, Quade's crew got

Green." They

over and kicked one of them in the stomach, cursing, "You've been with me for so long, and

heads down.

to rat out Quade

he

grabbed Quade by the collar. "Getting backup behind

turned into a wimp in front of Simon,

bad, I really messed up. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. Please,

to the ground. "I honor my bets, but you're screwing me

know

USB drive must have

drive back, he was trying to stop that video from spreading and

get up,

his face mashed against the

up to today?" Ethan's tone was calm, but the pressure of his foot was intense, distorting Quade's face. Quade mumbled, "I

his shoe, and just as Quade sighed

after lifting his foot, Ethan

thing is so disobedient, why

begged for

already untied the ropes for Faye

was free, she ran into Ethan's arms, crying

real;

it's over. Don't cry. Your agent is waiting for

let go, but Ethan kept his distance. She struggled for a bit before finally letting go, wiping her tears, and slowly

draped a coat over

looked at me, his gaze intense, and

a storm brewing in his eyes.