Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 312

Chapter 312 Birthday Dinner Party

That night they had all drunk quite a lot. Faris offered them guest rooms to rest, but they declined, saying they planned to go somewhere else to continue the evening. Seeing their minds were made up, he didn't insist.

Faris personally escorted them out of the club and watched them hail a taxi. After they left, he casually lit a cigarette by the roadside.

Emily walked up behind him. "My dad talks nonsense when he's had too much to drink. Don't take it personally."

Faris turned around, the smoke from his cigarette quickly scattered by the wind.

He smiled. "I don't mind at all. Didn't you notice? He seems quite pleased with me as his son-in-law."

The word "son-in-law" made Emily freeze, staring at him dumbfounded.

Faris smiled with the cigarette between his lips, put his arm around her shoulder, and guided her back toward the club. They happened to run into Yulia, who was leaving work with her colleagues.

Their eyes met briefly, but neither spoke as they passed each other.

Emily looked up at Faris and noticed he showed no reaction. He didn't turn to look back, just kept his cigarette in his mouth, head slightly tilted back, his expression calm. This put her somewhat at ease.

That night, Faris invited her to stay at the club but still didn't touch her, only holding her as they fell asleep.

The amber light filtering through the frosted glass lamp shade cast a soft glow over the entire bed.

"Emily, are you falling in love with me?" Faris asked suddenly, making Emily's heart skip a beat.

Without overthinking, she nestled in his arms and answered honestly, "Yes, I have fallen in love with you."

Faris remained silent for a long time. Emily, her face pressed against his chest, could hear every heartbeat, every breath.

His silence made her uneasy.

"Don't love me. I'm not worth it," he finally said.

Those few words seemed to contain complex emotions she couldn't fully comprehend.

"No, you are worth it," she insisted, holding his waist firmly.

Faris caressed her face and chuckled softly. "Silly girl."

A few days later, Faris arranged a team-building exercise at the club's shooting range, mandatory for all employees.

Rafael was surprised; in all his years working for Faris, he'd never seen him organize anything like this.

Seeming to read Rafael's thoughts, Faris explained, "Management philosophies need to evolve. Get it?"

Rafael nodded, somewhat bewildered. "Got it."

Not only did Faris arrange the training, but he personally supervised at the shooting range. The results were, predictably, dismal.

These employees, focused on their regular duties, had never handled firearms before. Just hitting the target at all was considered an achievement, and most couldn't even manage that.

group left, another

spotted Faris sitting in the lounge area, and

away, pretending he

by one, they stood at their assigned positions

picked up their weapons,

first time handling a

the command, shots rang out in

the results, the instructor stared at Yulia in astonishment. "Have you

her head. "No, this is my first time

"First time

distant target, hardly believing

out of everyone here, you're the only

prize for that?" she

instructor, caught off guard by her practical question, didn't know how to respond. "Yes, there is," came

see Faris striding toward them

front of her, took the gun from her hand, released the safety, raised it,

bullseye!" the

the target, then skillfully twirled the gun in his palm before handing it back to

reluctant to admit it, but his shooting stance had been impressively

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so-called prize to be tickets to

particularly interested, during the match she experienced a strange feeling that everything was both foreign

segment of her memories. Could she have been exposed to

Did you enjoy it?" Faris asked

pursed her lips.

walked ahead while Faris remained standing in place. When she looked back, she found him staring at her, his usual carefree smile replaced by a solemn expression tinged with

Melville handle the truth?"

off his complex thoughts, curled his lips into

hope everything you tell

tell the truth.

with a casual "Well," then asked with a smile, "So, am I

Melville, you should ask your girlfriend that question. If she thinks you're

clever response left Faris speechless, and she

pulled up beside them. The window

gave Yulia a meaningful look.

candidly, "She's a service staff member at

coming up day after tomorrow. It's Mr. Hughes' 50th birthday celebration. You should

drive Yulia home, but she declined, saying she would take a

in antiques, and

to the antique district and selected

full experience. You won't

He began in the ceramics business, later developed an interest in ancient coins, and eventually diversified his enterprises. With connections

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