Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 210 Men Lose Their Rationality When Drunk

Sophie jumped up, scared out of her mind, and shoved the only table in the room against the door without saying a word.

She turned around, looking pale as a ghost, and said, "It's fine, don't freak out. He probably got the wrong door. He'll knock for a bit, and when no one answers, he'll leave." Honestly, we weren't the ones freaking out; it was all her.

And I didn't buy for a second that the drunk outside had the wrong door. Her quick move to block the door was pure instinct, so this kind of late-night hassle was definitely not new to her. The knocking got louder, and the drunk guy outside started slurring his words.

"I know you're in there. I just heard voices. Did you bring a guy back? Open the door."

After a bit more knocking, he leaned against the door, his voice dropping like he was trying to be sneaky.

"One hundred bucks a time, deal or not? The old ladies outside only charge fifty."

Sophie couldn't take his nasty words anymore, covered her ears, and squatted down.

I looked at Dakato. "Dakato, open the door."

Dakato nodded and walked over. Sophie jumped up and grabbed her.

"No, he'll leave. Trust me, he won't stay there forever. He'll leave."

I stood up and looked Sophie in the eye.

"Be straight with me. Does this guy come around often? Has he ever messed with you?"

Sophie bit her lip and shook her head.

"No, as soon as I get home at night, I lock the door tight. He knocks for a while, and when I don't open up, he leaves."

I patted her hand to calm her down. "Don't worry, it's okay."

I gave Dakato a look, and she got it, moving the table and opening the door.

The drunk guy leaning against it fell flat on his face.

He was in a tank top, rolled-up pants, and beat-up slippers, one of which fell off. His face was red, and he wobbled as he got up. His pants, stained with white plaster, weren't even zipped up. He squinted at us, grinning like an idiot with a creepy smile.

"You finally opened the door. Happy with the price now?"

He reached out to touch my face, probably thinking I was Sophie.

Before he could, Dakato slapped him hard.

to the side, and after a moment, he turned back,

hit me? I'll make

up his sleeves, trying

wife's here to get you." Sophie bravely tried to

to scare me. My father-in-law's birthday is these days, and she took

he could get closer, Dakato knocked him down

he wouldn't stand a chance

didn't give him a chance to get up, beating him

do it

noise drew a crowd, and Abby woke up from all

pick up

made a quick decision. "Sophie, you and Abby

Sophie pack up and left that nightmare of a place that

the way, I suggested Sophie stay at my place. But she didn't want

for demolition. I decided to let Sophie stay there for now; it was way better than living in the Grimeville

opened all the windows to air it

quickly set up a bed for Sophie

and I did a quick clean-up of the place. Sophie sensibly said, "Emily, it's late. Why don't you go home and rest? I'll

was getting warm from the cleaning and pulled Sophie

sorry you have to

not a problem. It's way better than where I was before. But I'm really scared Linda will find out I'm here, so please don't tell Lacey and

got her thought

dinner meeting and would be back late, so I decided to stay at the old house with Sophie for the night. After hanging up, I told Dakato to head

window, staring at the sparse lights in

am I

back, I couldn't help but think of my own

no joke, especially at 20. But if you start working hard now, it's not too late. Forget about the kindergarten and club jobs or money for now. Focus on learning and improving your skills so you can land better-paying gigs. Abby's almost two and can go to daycare in the fall. You can work at the Empire Artistry Group then.

Sophie. Believe in yourself. Aurora once told me,

of environment, so Abby wasn't sleeping well and soon started crying again. Sophie quickly went back to

some rest and that we could talk in the morning. But when I lay down, I

the darkest days of my life. Thankfully, I had Bella and Seagull, who

from outside. In the quiet of the night, I could clearly hear the drunkenness in the singing. It was a

and walked out the door. The singing was clearer in the hallway. I walked down to the next floor and found the

his family had moved out

no lights on. I stepped in and noticed there was no

Taking

floor turned their head, asking drunkenly, "Emily, is

"Jason?"