Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 224 Candlelight Dinner

Mary stormed in, fuming. "Emily, what really went down with your dad's car accident? Was it Victor's doing?"

She yanked me out of my chair, pointing at Ethan, looking like she was ready to start a fight.

Victor had been in prison for a few months now, and Ethan and I were trying to move on. But Mary just had to come in and rip open old wounds. Ethan put down his guitar, his happy mood gone, replaced by a cold, hard stare at Mary.

I shook off her hand. "Mary, you know the whole story and how it ended. There's no point in dragging it up again. It's over."

Kyle walked in behind her. "Emily, how can my mom not be upset when she thinks your dad died unfairly? And you're living with Victor's son?"

Mary stomped her foot and started crying. "My poor brother and sister-in-law died so unfairly. That heartless murderer took their lives without a second thought!"

Her words felt like needles stabbing into my heart. They must've hurt Ethan too.

"Enough!" I shouted.

Mary stopped crying, wiped her tears, and put on a heartbroken look.

"Mary, when my dad had his accident, you weren't this upset. Who are you putting on this show for now?"

People always thought I was the one who kept quiet and took everything. Mary probably didn't expect me to speak up.

After a moment of silence, Mary kept going on about her deep bond with her brother.

"Emily, how can you say that? We didn't know the cause of his death back then, but now we do. How can I be at peace? And you're living with Victor's son. Your dad would never rest easy knowing this." They were trying to push Ethan and me into a corner.

"How much money do you want?" Ethan asked quietly.

Mary's crying stopped, and she and Kyle exchanged a look. Ethan had hit the mark.

But Mary was smart. She wouldn't ask for money outright. Instead, she acted all noble. "Money? You think you can buy us off? That was my brother's life!"

"Ten thousand dollars, is that enough?" Ethan ignored her act and named a price.

Mary's face lit up for a second, but she quickly hid it.

"Victor killed my brother, and now you're with Emily, and she has given you children."

Mary's accusing eyes turned to me.

"Emily, I know you're doing well now, you have money, but you can't forget the past. You can't forget how your dad died."

"Thirty thousand dollars," Ethan said calmly.

Mary's eyes widened, and she swallowed hard, exchanging a look with Kyle. Thirty grand was a lot of money for Mary and Kyle.

I could see right through their act. Remembering how indifferent they were back then and seeing their shameless behavior now, I didn't want to give them a single cent.

Emily's elder. Push any further, and

making a scene. But after all that fuss, she had

elder

have kids, what more can I say as an elder? I can't let the children suffer. Just treat Emily well. She's had a tough

trouble again, I

pulled my hand back,

good mood was shot, and I felt really

up

cooler. I went upstairs to grab

something in his pocket, I curiously took it

jewelry box, and inside

thought, 'What's Ethan planning with this secretly bought diamond ring? It's not my birthday, Valentine's Day, an anniversary, or any

in the pocket and took the jacket

suit and put it on without

the nanny took the kids inside

Mary's earlier words and the ring, I

started playing and singing

and I knew he was

lines, the tune slowed down, and Ethan's gaze

gently strummed the guitar strings and looked deeply into my

me in

"What?"

owe you

'So Ethan is planning the ring for

didn't take out the ring. Maybe he was waiting for a better moment or making some

there was a dispute between two female clients, and one of them was very assertive and insisted on filing a

husband backing her now, and it showed.

arms and gave

so popular. Do

glanced at the store

appointment. It's to save our clients' time. Everything works on a first-come, first-served basis. Without appointments and queues,

dismissed my explanation and slowly pulled out a card,

The Emoire Artistry Group's services, I wanted to

stepped forward

beauticians were busy, and Ms. Taylor saw that a senior beautician had a 'resting' sign. She wanted that beautician to do her treatment, but Ms. William had already booked this time last week. The beautician

woman in her forties sitting on the sofa, silently flipping through

glanced at Faye and then walked over to Ms. William,

"Hello, Ms. William."

down the magazine, stood up, and shook my hand with an

"Hello, Ms. Russell."

like the men's facial mask

asked me to thank you, saying you're young and capable, with a meticulous and thoughtful mind." I turned back and saw Faye's embarrassed,

them over. I glanced

for almost an hour. Ms. William, I sincerely apologize. We'll offer you three complimentary sessions of today's service.