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.

Faris maintained a

the scene unfold. Though she was hardly a paragon of virtue herself, seeing these women pawing at Faris felt wrong-like they were sullying

emboldened, she pushed away the woman

coffee table.

glance, then moved closer to Faris, naturally slipping her arm through his. "I think

Emily glanced at Faris and said, "My name sounds nice. Mr. Melville said he likes

she grabbed a bottle from the table and said, "As for holding liquor-well, that's

she tilted the bottle back and drank it all in one go, without even pausing for

narrowed his eyes, regarding her

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

collapsed onto the sofa, caught by

like Faris is in for

continued holding her, but she could no longer make out his expression

a pounding headache and parched

fragments of the previous night, she sat bolt

wearing last night's clothes. So

man's voice

balcony, Faris was leaning against the railing,

bed, embarrassed about her behavior the night before. Avoiding his gaze, she mumbled, "I'm sorry

into the room, the familiar scent of tobacco preceding

you have to drink'-isn't that what you said?" he reminded

words triggered more memories, making Emily

nearby sofa, looking at her with amusement. "You certainly drank. And proved your tolerance isn't

Emily was mortified.

cool smile on his lips, taking in her embarrassment. "Didn't I give you a million dollars? Was it not

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

almost in tears, desperate for him to believe

hearing her explanation, Faris remained silent, studying her, his thoughts

the underlying truth. "Actually,

me. Without seeing you again, I felt uneasy