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.

head snapped to the side, and after

I'll make you call

his sleeves,

here to get you." Sophie bravely tried

it and laughed. "Don't try to scare me. My father-in-law's birthday is these days, and she took the kids back

closer, Dakato knocked him down

he wouldn't stand a chance against

didn't give him a chance to get up, beating him until he begged for

I won't do it

noise drew a crowd, and Abby woke up from all the

pick

a quick decision. "Sophie, you and Abby are coming

drunk, we helped Sophie pack up

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

empty for two years despite plans for demolition. I decided to let Sophie stay there for now; it was

all the windows to air

way, so we quickly set up

place. Sophie sensibly said, "Emily, it's late. Why don't you go home and rest? I'll

getting warm from the cleaning and pulled Sophie to rest on

have to

than where I was before. But I'm really scared Linda will find out I'm here, so please

her thought

a while, Ethan called me. He had a dinner meeting and would be back late, so I decided to stay at the old house with Sophie for the night.

staring at

I

of my own helpless and timid self

late. Forget about the kindergarten and club jobs or money for now. Focus on learning and improving your

Believe in yourself. Aurora once told me, the harder you work, the

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

that we could talk in the morning. But when I

thought about the month I spent recovering here after my miscarriage. Those were the darkest days of my life. Thankfully, I had Bella and Seagull, who constantly supported me and helped me out of the gloom. People needed a helping hand and some encouragement when they

of the night, I could clearly hear the drunkenness in the singing. It was a song by

up and walked out the door. The singing was clearer in the hallway. I walked

place, but his family had moved out

room was dark, with no lights on. I stepped in and noticed there was no musty smell, only a lingering

window. Taking a few more steps, I accidentally kicked over a beer bottle, which

on the floor turned their head,

"Jason?"