Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 307 The Stirring of Emotions

Emily ignored the other women and was about to leave when she saw Peggy rushing in through the door, clearly distraught.

Peggy's eyes were red and swollen. She ran past Emily as if not seeing her and went straight into the manager's office.

Seeing Peggy's state, Emily sensed something was wrong and decided to wait.

Moments later, Peggy emerged looking devastated. Emily caught her arm. "Peggy, what's happened?"

Peggy looked up, tears immediately streaming down her face. Suddenly, she grabbed Emily's hand. "Emily, I need your help desperately."

Emily quickly tried to calm her. "Of course, whatever I can do. Just tell me what's wrong."

With tears in her eyes, Peggy explained, "My brother's been in a car accident. He's in intensive care right now. The manager won't give me time off because it's the weekend and they're short-staffed. Emily, could you cover my shift? My brother's life is hanging in the balance I can't possibly focus on work."

Emily hesitated. After all, when Faris had given her the million dollars, he'd told her to quit this job-which she had. She'd only taken the job out of desperation in the first place and had no desire to return, even for a day.

"Emily, please. I have nowhere else to turn. Just this once?" Peggy pleaded, clutching Emily's hand.

Peggy had always been kind to her, and Emily couldn't bring herself to refuse someone in need. She eventually agreed and even gave Peggy all the cash she had on her.

The club was busier than usual that weekend. As Emily finished applying her makeup in the dressing room, she prayed the night would go smoothly. If it weren't for Peggy, she would never again have put herself in a position to be appraised by men like merchandise.

The moment she stepped into the private room, she regretted her decision. There, in the dim light, sat Faris.

Their eyes met. His gaze was intense and cold.

Emily barely remembered how she managed to walk in, each step feeling like treading on needles. She ended up seated between Faris and the client who had requested her.

With Faris's sleeve brushing against her arm, she sat frozen. He completely ignored her, focusing on drinking and chatting with the others.

She couldn't shake the feeling that he seemed angry. And why wouldn't he be? In his position, she would be too.

The other girls knew about Emily being taken out of the club by Faris that night. Seeing no interaction between them now, they had their own theories and agendas, deliberately trying to engage Faris in conversation.

obvious flirtations, Faris maintained a polite smile, showing

she was hardly a paragon of virtue herself, seeing these women pawing at Faris felt wrong-like

pushed away the woman

guard, the woman nearly hit her head on the coffee table. Regaining her

naturally slipping her arm through his. "I think I'm just as good," she said

sounds nice.

and leave her embarrassed, she didn't wait for his answer. Instead, she grabbed a bottle

bottle back and drank it all in one go, without even pausing for breath. Everyone in the room

regarding

evening, and the alcohol hit her empty stomach hard. The other girls, not wanting to be outdone by someone usually so

intoxicated, Emily collapsed onto the sofa,

heard applause and someone saying, "Looks like Faris is in for a treat tonight. That woman

longer make out his expression or hear what he was saying before everything

awoke with a pounding headache and parched mouth in an

fragments of the previous night, she sat

wearing last night's clothes. So he hadn't touched

man's voice

toward the sound. On the balcony,

jumped out of bed, embarrassed about her behavior the night before. Avoiding

room, the familiar

can hold your liquor, you have to drink'-isn't that what you said?" he

memories, making Emily wish the floor

looking at her with amusement. "You

Emily was mortified.

embarrassment. "Didn't I give you a million dollars? Was it

shook her head vigorously, rushing to explain, "No, I didn't lie to you. Everything I told you that night was true-I can take you to the hospital if you don't believe me. I haven't worked at Eclipse Lounge since that night. Yesterday was only because a friend had a family emergency and the manager wouldn't give

desperate for him to believe

remained

underlying truth. "Actually, I went to the club

hear if you'd been asking for me. Without seeing