Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 192 We Don't Want Money, We Want People

"What are you doing?" I asked, feeling a bit on edge.

Even though Faris and I were pretty tight these days, his random outbursts still freaked me out sometimes.

He had me pinned with his arms on either side, biting his lip and staring at me. The tension was thick.

His eyes flicked down to my belly and then back up to my face.

"Why are you so jumpy? You're pregnant. You think I'd try something?"

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, quit messing around."

I gave him a little shove, and he backed off, sitting down where he was before. Faris was always upfront about his feelings. It wasn't that I didn't get it; I just didn't want to deal with it. Things got awkward real quick.

I remembered I had a diamond VIP client scheduled for a massage that afternoon and used that as my escape route.

As I got to the office door, I saw Dakota coming out, looking all surprised, clearly not expecting me back so soon.

Dakota explained calmly, "The water cooler outside ran out, and I needed a drink, so I came to your office to get some."

She did have a water cup in her hand.

I nodded and smiled. "No problem."

I walked into my simply decorated office and looked around. Important documents were locked up, the computer was password-protected, and nothing seemed out of place. Dakota's resume said she was 24, but she acted way older. She didn't talk much, but her sharp eyes seemed to see right through people.

Despite her cool demeanor, she was thoughtful-Every morning, there was a cup of hot milk on my desk, and a green plant appearing next to my computer, and when I woke up from napping, a thin blanket covered me. My secretary told me it was Dakota.

A few days later, I found a nice little apartment, already decorated but never lived in. The owner needed cash fast and was selling it. I liked the decor style and its proximity to the beauty salon, so I bought it without thinking twice.

The day before I planned to move, I invited the Hill family to dinner to say thanks. When I started my business, Aron invested $100,000 as my startup capital. Within two or three months, the returns were several times that amount. I prepared a $500,000 check for Aron as the first dividend. But he refused, saying he'd talk dividends when I really hit it big.

I may have had a lot of bad luck in the past, but meeting benefactors on my entrepreneurial journey was my greatest fortune. Sometimes, in the dead of night, I wondered if God thought he had tortured me enough in the first 27 years, so now things were finally going smoothly. No one was lucky or unlucky forever. People should never look down on someone who seemed insignificant now, because you never knew how strong they would become.

To outsiders, I was the dark horse that suddenly emerged in Seabreeze Harbor's business world, becoming the powerful woman I once dreamed of being. Such smooth success garnered admiration and jealousy.

One morning in early August, I got a call from my secretary. After hearing her anxious account, I rushed to the store.

The ground in front of our store and the door were splattered with red paint, looking like blood at first glance. I stood there, heavily pregnant, calmly surveying the scene.

All the employees stood anxiously to the side, and there were quite a few onlookers. I calmly took out my phone and called 911.

Then, I looked at my secretary and said lightly, "Call those media outlets that wanted to interview me recently and tell them they have ten minutes today."

She looked at me, puzzled, but did as I said.

The media arrived quickly.

the police had already taken photos and collected evidence and had left after asking

and the sound of camera shutters and flashing lights filled the

think is

"I think that's a question for the police to answer.

such a short time; it's truly impressive. Do you think

'Is that even

smiled

community in Seabreeze Harbor is very friendly and generous. I don't believe anyone would do something so harmful and pointless. Besides, competition isn't a bad thing; it drives

these insincere words, my gaze moved past the reporters to the

against the red sports car was none other than Melissa Garcia,

curled my lips into a smile and looked at

"One more minute."

is curious why we haven't seen the child's father. Is there a story behind

belly and smiled serenely. "You rarely see a pregnant woman working so hard, but now you have. That's why I'm successful; do you think?

but the reporters

him? You are an inspirational figure in Seabreeze Harbor, and everyone wants to know

voice suddenly rang out from the

hands in his pockets and a lollipop in his mouth, walked over. As a well-known figure in Seabreeze Harbor, the reporters immediately

admitted he was the father, they got excited and swarmed

Russell carrying your child? Are you secretly

looked at the gossiping reporters with a nonchalant expression and

true. Because of the baby, I even quit smoking," Faris

her car, then got in and drove away in her red

arm around my shoulder and said, "That's enough for today. My wife is

of the reporters' sight, I shook off his hand

are you looking at me like

"Why did you say that? Now there's a

"If you don't explain, who will know it's just a misunderstanding? Besides, if I hadn't said that, how were you planning

and sat down, with Faris following me in, softening

I acted on my own. Forget it. Have you thought about who might have splashed the paint at

it's your messy

seriously

like this, I couldn't help but tease

that you can't remember which

"I've always kept myself clean and never messed around. But someone as charming as me is bound to have

out laughing. "I know you're excellent, and many people admire you. How could I dare to dislike you? Judging by today's

in close, smiling

If you want me to stay away, do you want people to call me

glanced at him

proactively contacted the media, as being retaliated

to make

information from potential franchisees from various places, it was

turned off the computer and

been waiting for