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.

smirked. "What did you gain from this? My makeup can be redone, a hairstylist can restyle my hair, my clothes and phone can be replaced. I don't care. But

longer struggling, like my question had thrown her

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

The fierceness in her eyes was fading, leaving

too eager for quick success, or those little tricks might end up ruining your future," I said, grabbing my bag from the sofa and

and helped me

tearful eyes, but he kept a stern face and didn't even glance at

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

a spokesperson and recounted everything

I had some personal reasons, but mostly because she has a bad reputation. If I hired her, it would ruin my own

elegantly picked up his knife and fork with his long fingers and

to me, he just smiled faintly. "I don't

you

forked a piece of steak and brought it to my mouth. I opened my mouth

cut steak in front of me and took my untouched portion

only care if you found the right

"Why?"

did, it

explain anything. After going through

lonely on weekends, and suggested we

injured, recovered, taken over the Moore

phone calls and hadn't met them

into the

I both

immediately

my two precious great-grandchildren to

walked further in, I noticed someone else by

hoe to loosen the soil. Hearing

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

happened that night at the old house, I felt a bit

had already taken Harper from my hands.

smiled and said, "Grandpa, this is Harper,

the one in Ethan's arms, I said, "This is Hunter,

rush you to have kids, and now you give me

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

child back and had Martin sit down

Martin smiled and reassured

worry. People get older day by day; I can't be

but our faces were all

that, I handed Harper to Ethan and went into the

brought our own ingredients, and I was familiar with Martin's kitchen, so cooking was

and children's giggles occasionally drifted in from outside

vegetables, I couldn't help

help?" A voice suddenly sounded behind

turning around, I said, "No, you go keep Grandpa company. Dinner will be