Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 306 Gratitude

"Mr. Kim, why torment a woman like this?" Faris asked coolly, toying with his lighter.

The other men quickly chimed in. "Faris is right. Why give a woman such a hard time?" Hearing Faris speak up, the man finally released his grip on Emily's hair.

Tears streaming down her face, Emily collapsed onto the floor as Peggy rushed to help

her up.

"Ungrateful bitch," the man spat.

Faris kept his eyes fixed on Emily, contemplative.

The man noticed Faris's stare and a knowing grin spread across his face. "Perhaps Faris wants this one. If that's the case, I wouldn't dream of competing."

He kicked Emily lightly with his foot. "Consider yourself lucky I'm letting you go for Faris's sake. Go on, sit beside him."

Emily knew she wouldn't escape that easily. But Faris seemed less threatening than that man, so she wiped her tears, stood up, and moved to sit next to Faris.

The space beside Faris was limited, forcing their arms to press together. She detected a subtle tobacco scent on him. Though she typically disliked smokers, strangely, his smell didn't repel her.

Unlike that man, Faris didn't immediately paw at her, but his silence made Emily nervous. Afraid of displeasing that man again, she poured Faris a drink.

"Thank you," she said earnestly before downing her own glass.

Faris studied her tear-stained face for a long moment. Only now, sitting so close in the dimly lit room, did Emily realize how handsome he was. His intense eyes were magnetic, impossible to look away from.

"What's your name?" he asked.

Emily looked down, responding softly, "Emily Glover."

thin line before turning upward slightly, his eyes

thought her ordinary name

sensed he was different-there was an

while, that man excused himself to the restroom. Faris leaned

led Emily out of room

drove them himself. Emily sat nervously in the passenger seat, unsure where

to walk with him. They stopped at the railing, gazing at the water reflecting the city's

you take this job?" he

nerve, making her throat tighten. Faris lit a cigarette, the smoke drifting toward her before dispersing in the breeze. He

answer.

college. I dropped out to work as a waitress so my brother could stay in school. He was always promising to take care of me someday. But last

and pulled a card from his pocket. "There's a million dollars here. Take it for your brother's surgery. This work isn't for

in the neon light, desperately needing the money but unable to

can't take this for nothing,"

flicking away his cigarette butt, its ember tracing a red arc through

won't let you have it for free," he

froze, staring at him

eyes sparkling in the neon

the moment she fell in love with him

she accepted the card, she had

river, smoking one cigarette

sensed he was a man with stories

damp chill from the river, and Emily shivered in her thin

his final cigarette butt. "Let's

made her heart skip a beat, offering

hesitated before giving her address- reckless, perhaps, but she trusted him