Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

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.

left, another entered

spotted Faris sitting in the lounge area, and he

away, pretending

by one, they stood at their assigned positions with guns already placed

commands, they picked up their weapons, released the safety, and

this was supposedly her first time handling a gun, the movements felt oddly

command, shots rang out

instructor stared at Yulia in astonishment.

her head. "No, this is

more surprised. "First

I?" Yulia stared at the distant target,

you're the only one who hit it dead

a prize for

didn't know how to respond.

see Faris striding toward them from the lounge

from her hand, released the safety, raised it,

bullseye!" the instructor

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

it, but his shooting stance had been impressively

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words,

find out soon enough," Faris

tickets to a boxing match-just for her

during the match she experienced a

of her memories. Could she have been exposed to this

enjoy it?" Faris asked as

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 defeat

honest. Can't Mr. Melville

his lips into a smile, and walked

it. I hope everything you tell me

always tell the truth. I

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

your girlfriend that question. If she thinks you're handsome, that's all that matters. Other opinions are

Faris speechless, and she couldn't help

them. The window

stepped forward to greet him, while Mason gave Yulia a meaningful look. "Who is she?"

answered candidly, "She's a service

mentioned to you is coming up day after tomorrow. It's Mr. Hughes' 50th birthday celebration. You should bring Emily along.

Yulia home, but she declined, saying she would take a taxi.

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business, later developed an interest in ancient coins, and eventually diversified his enterprises. With connections in both legitimate and shadowy