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.

though I had a feeling Dennis was hiding his true

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

soon, I realized my

such a badass. Even with all of them attacking at

secretly felt relieved, knowing

no time, everyone

hell

Dennis's strength, Quade didn't charge

and

that moment, footsteps

familiar figure at the door, my eyes welled up

drag on his cigarette, exhaling smoke slowly as

I told you to go easy. Why are they

and seeing Quade's crew in their

go easy. Didn't expect them to be so

Quade clearly recognized him and looked

But now, it seemed Quade had forgotten the pain after his wounds healed.

recognized from the last time Ethan was gambling at the underground

Quade's crew got even more

Green." They greeted him

them in the stomach, cursing, "You've been with me for so

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

probably wanted to rat out Quade but were too

guy. If he

the collar. "Getting backup behind

a wimp in front of Simon, begging

up. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. Please, forgive

shoved him to the ground. "I honor my bets, but

to Ethan, coughed lightly, and said sincerely, "I swear on my life, I destroyed that video. I didn't know they secretly made a copy." Quade nodded frantically. "Yeah, yeah, we made a copy. It has

together-the USB drive must have

Ethan bet with Simon to get the USB drive back, he was trying to stop that

was about to get up,

face mashed against the floor, unable

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

sighed in relief, he

lifting his foot, Ethan kicked him right in

thing is so disobedient, why not just cut

for

the ropes

Faye was free, she ran into Ethan's

time, Faye's tears were real; she must have been mentally

her back, comforting her. "Alright, it's over.

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

she could step out, her agent rushed in, draped a coat over her and put a hat on

his gaze intense,

chin, staring at my face, a storm