Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 163 You're Losing Your Mind

Richard finally let go of me once the waiters carrying drinks walked away.

I almost suffocated. I gasped for air like I'd been underwater for too long.

Richard, the jerk, stood there with his arms crossed, looking all smug like his plan had worked.

"What did you put in those drinks?" I demanded.

Richard shrugged. "It's not deadly. Why are you freaking out?"

I glared at him for a few seconds before turning to leave.

I thought maybe I could still stop it.

But Richard grabbed me. With a creepy smile, he stepped in front of me and lazily threatened, "Thinking of warning them? Afraid I'll shut you up for good?"

I figured he wouldn't dare kill me. Richard had done time in prison and probably didn't want to go back.

He laughed casually. "Actually, I only messed with two drinks. By now, they should've been handed out. Who gets them is just a matter of luck."

Ten minutes later, he finally let me go.

But it was already too late.

People were sitting around the bonfire in small groups, grilling barbecue and chatting. Everyone's drinks had been refilled several times.

"Emily, what's taking you so long with the pepper? Hurry up and pass it to me," Bella said.

With empty hands, I stammered, "I, I forgot to bring it."

"You're not even in menopause yet. How come your memory is already so bad?" Bella teased. "I'll go get it," I said, turning around. But Bella stopped me again.

"Forget it, let the waiter fetch it."

She called a waiter to get it.

I plopped back down. Richard sauntered out, looking like he was waiting for a show to start.

A lot of people showed up at the bonfire party. Some folks chose other activities like playing cards or soaking in the hot springs. The few employees who did come left after a while. So in the end, it was just a small group of us. Ethan, Zachary, Faye, and I were at our table.

Jason was sitting on a long bench right beside us.

Richard perched on a chair a bit farther off, while Bella and Lacey were firing up the barbecue grill.

Richard was the most out of place since he wasn't chatting with us.

But he sat there with his legs crossed, looking extremely content.

I knew he was waiting to see how things turned out.

I had no clue who drank those two spiked drinks. But it looked like Ethan's drink was untouched.

"Don't worry, I followed my wife's advice and didn't drink," he said with a smile, probably noticing me eyeing his glass.

Faye had been sitting quietly, wearing a hat and keeping her head down, almost like she wasn't even there.

lifted her head and softly said, "Ethan, I'm feeling a bit chilly.

haven't eaten anything,"

"Could you bring me some food later, Emily? I'm not feeling well

no, so I nodded

placed the grilled skewers on a

not a pro. If it doesn't taste great, don't

to grab a skewer and take a bite. Smiling, he praised it. "It's

couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't that a bit

let everyone

laughed heartily, "Looks like I've got a new skill. If times

chuckled, "If you end up selling barbecue, it

seems to be really into bread,"

I noticed

was a loaf of bread on the table, which Zachary had ordered, and he

remembered the first time I had dinner at Zachary's house, when he peeled shrimp for Bella, there

either has bread and coffee

I turned

glass of wine in one hand and pressing a fist to his lips with the other, the wine in his glass

drink if you have a cold?" Lacey

taken any antibiotics.

talking

took a plate of

wasn't inside. A cleaning

carried the food

with the natural landscape, featuring large pools that could fit a

along the hot springs. By chance, I looked up and saw someone standing by

three feet

cold? Why are you still outside?" I asked, staring

slowly turned around, having taken off her hat

much more haggard, likely

such an ordeal at a young age, I actually felt

Forget those unhappy

at me with a cold, impassive gaze.

I was stunned.

had thought she might see me as insincere, but

plan?" This was

at me as if I were a heinous

plan, would you be so kind to save me? You deliberately let him release that video to humiliate me. Emily, do you want me to lose everything? Let me tell you, I may be dirty, but Ethan won't mind. Do you

Are you kidding me? You wish I were dead. Would you be kind

"Think whatever you want. It seems you don't want

grabbed me, her previously cold face now showing a bizarre

Ethan

soft tone, I felt a

tried to shake her off, but

her hold loosened

you pushed me off the cliff? Would Ethan forgive you? Would he

"Don't be crazy; your life is

laughing maniacally, and stepped closer

there dumbfounded, completely at

rushed over, grabbing her