Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 213 Saved the Galaxy in a Previous Life

Right away, someone yanked my hair hard.

Faye yelled, "Bitch, what do you even have to be proud of? Let me tell you, Ethan has always loved my sister, always. So stop feeling so good about yourself."

It felt like my scalp was about to be ripped off. I wanted to fight back, but she was behind me, pulling my hair, leaving me stuck and unable to do anything. "Let go!"

Ethan's steady, angry voice rang in my ear.

I struggled to open my eyes, sticky with coffee, and saw Ethan gripping Faye's arm tightly. He looked furious.

Faye was startled by his shout but stubbornly refused to let go. A fleeting look of grievance in her eyes was replaced by fierce determination, like she was ready to risk everything. "Security!" Ethan called out in a deep voice.

Soon, hurried footsteps approached from all directions.

Several security guards quickly restrained Faye and carefully freed my hair from her grasp.

"Let go of me! Emily, you bitch, you stole Ethan, and now you're flaunting it to suppress me. I curse you to hell."

Faye struggled under the control of the security guards, shouting insults and attracting more and more onlookers. Ethan ignored her, bent down, and used a tissue to wipe my face.

"Did you get burned?"

I shook my head. Luckily, the coffee had cooled down.

But my clothes and phone were stained.

The receptionist found a small women's blazer, and Ethan draped it over me to cover my messy appearance.

Someone else brought wet wipes to help clean my face and hair.

I said, "Thank you," and took the wet wipes to clean myself up a bit.

I knew I looked a mess, but the real clown wasn't me.

I stood up and looked at Faye, who was still cursing me like a madwoman.

She had dressed up meticulously for the audition today. But now, after her tantrum, she looked like a crazy person with her disheveled hair and foul language. "Faye, shut up!" Ethan snapped coldly.

Faye finally stopped cursing, looking at Ethan with hurt eyes, her lips trembling, tears welling up.

Ethan gently held my shoulder, as if afraid I might get too emotional.

But I just looked at Faye and smiled calmly.

"You look like an ugly, crazy, foolish shrew right now."

Faye struggled, glaring at me through her messy hair, her expression as if she wanted to hit me.

hairstylist can restyle my hair, my clothes and phone can

no longer struggling, like my question had

mess, don't indulge in fickle emotions. If your skills and abilities are limited, don't have a big temper

spoke, I watched her face. The fierceness in her eyes was fading, leaving

quick success, or those little tricks might end up ruining your future," I said, grabbing my bag from the sofa and turning to Ethan. "Let's

nodded and

looked at Ethan with tearful eyes, but he

mall, bought a new outfit, then went to a salon to wash my face and hair, and finally ended up at a Western restaurant

for a spokesperson and recounted everything

but mostly because she has a bad reputation. If I hired

up his knife and fork with his long fingers

just smiled

you care about?" I

it to my mouth. I opened my mouth

me and took my untouched portion

only care if you

"Why?"

you did, it would

was no need to explain anything.

of Martin alone in Greenfield Village, feeling lonely on weekends, and suggested

taken over the

He only knew about his great-grandchildren from phone calls and hadn't

we walked into the yard, we

I both

us and immediately lit up with

finally brought my two precious great-grandchildren

in, I noticed someone else

a small hoe to loosen the soil. Hearing the commotion, he straightened

and said, "Jason arrived last night. He's been helping me

old house, I felt a bit awkward facing

from my hands. "Come, let me see my precious

smiled and said, "Grandpa, this

arms, I said, "This is

as he played with Harper in his arms. "I used to rush you to have kids, and now

was genuinely happy. But I noticed he didn't look as healthy as before. After holding the baby for a while, he seemed tired, with

child back and had Martin sit down to rest. Jason also walked

chair, Martin smiled and reassured

day by

tone was optimistic, but our faces were all

handed Harper to Ethan

I was familiar with

children's giggles occasionally drifted

I chopped vegetables, I couldn't help

any help?" A voice suddenly sounded behind

I said, "No, you go keep Grandpa company.