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.

Dennis was hiding his true skills, I was

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

soon, I realized my worry

Even with all of them attacking at once,

relieved, knowing

time, everyone

hell are

Quade didn't charge blindly

his clothes and said

that moment,

familiar figure at the door, my eyes

drag on his cigarette, exhaling smoke slowly

you to go easy.

cocky words and seeing Quade's crew in

easy. Didn't expect them

Quade clearly recognized him and looked

what Quade did to Faye, Ethan wouldn't have let him off easy and must've given him a good beating. But now, it seemed Quade had forgotten the pain after his wounds healed. Ethan stood a few feet away, smoking, not

the last time Ethan was gambling at the underground

appearance, Quade's crew

Green." They greeted

in the stomach, cursing, "You've been with me for so long, and I never

in fear, heads down. "Mr. Green, we didn't dare,

critical moment, they probably wanted to rat out Quade

If he was here now, he probably knew

by the collar. "Getting

wimp in

I really messed up. I didn't mean to cause

"I honor my bets, but

swear on my life, I destroyed that video. I didn't know they secretly made a copy." Quade nodded frantically.

to piece it together-the USB drive must have that video

bet with Simon to get the USB drive back, he was trying to stop that video from spreading and ruining

to get up, a shoe pressed

lay there, one side of his face mashed

was calm, but the pressure of his foot was intense, distorting Quade's face.

sighed in relief, he let out a high-pitched

Ethan kicked him right in the

is so disobedient, why not just cut it

begged for mercy

already untied the ropes for

free, she ran

real;

her. "Alright, it's over. Don't cry. Your agent is waiting for

clung to his clothes, unwilling to let go, but Ethan kept his distance. She struggled for a

rushed in, draped a coat

me, his gaze intense, and suddenly

a storm