Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 315 Mutual Destruction

Aaron stared at Emily's body, his eyes gleaming with desire. As he lunged forward to embrace her, she playfully dodged him, saying in a flirtatious voice, "Mr. Hughes, why don't you have another drink?"

But his patience had worn thin. He grabbed her forcefully, pinning her to the couch. "Trying to get me drunk?" he growled.

Aaron closed his eyes, lost in the moment. Emily, feigning seduction, lay against him with half-lidded eyes.

Suddenly, his heavy breathing transformed into a startled cry.

He seized Emily's wrist, hissing with rage. "You bitch! You're dead!"

The smile on Emily's face had long been replaced by intense hatred. She had driven a shard of glass-secretly picked up from the floor-deep into Aaron's neck.

As he gripped her hand, she used her free hand to clutch his throat. Blood stained her hands, but she showed no fear.

Once, she couldn't even kill a fish. Never had she imagined that one day she would take a life in such a brutal manner.

Despite his injury, Aaron was still stronger. He quickly threw her off.

Emily crashed onto the floor into a pile of glass fragments. Ignoring the pain, she grabbed a broken bottle and lunged at his neck again before he could rise from the couch.

When she had decided to return to Eclipse Lounge, Emily had been prepared to die. Now, fighting with all her might, she too suffered a slashed throat. Both were covered in blood.

Fortunately, Aaron's injuries were severe. He eventually collapsed from blood loss.

Emily was exhausted but refused to die this way-she wanted some dignity in death. She fumbled for her phone to call the police, then struggled to her feet, wrapping a tablecloth around herself.

These actions drained her remaining strength, but she was determined to stand. Barefoot and draped in the tablecloth, she painfully made her way to the door and out of the private room.

The first person who saw her screamed. Then, screams erupted throughout the lounge.

She walked slowly but with unwavering determination.

Peggy couldn't bring herself to approach, asking from a distance, "Emily, what happened?"

Emily didn't answer anyone's concerned questions.

Before she could exit Eclipse Lounge, the police arrived. The last to enter was Faris. Seeing him, Emily's vision blurred.

She smiled weakly at him and whispered, "I killed Aaron. I avenged my father."

At that moment, her strength failed her. As she collapsed, Faris caught her just in time.

Grasping his hand, she struggled to speak. "I killed someone. Will I pay with my life? I'm willing to die, but can I die in a hospital? My brother needs my heart to survive." After Faris spoke with the police, they took her to the hospital by patrol car.

"Hold on, Emily. You'll be alright," Faris gripped her hand the entire journey, encouraging her as she grew weaker, coughing blood several times.

"Faris, I hate you!" she whispered.

Faris swallowed hard, his voice tight. "Don't talk. Save your strength."

Emily shook her head, touching his face with effort. "But I... love you more! Yes, I'm foolish... but only for you."

The police car reached the hospital entrance, but Emily's hand had already fallen limply.

The doors opened; doctors waited with a gurney.

Faris carried her out, placing her gently on the stretcher. He removed his coat to cover her bloodied body.

This wasn't the outcome he had wanted.

He kissed her blood-stained lips as tears finally fell onto her face.

her condition, the doctors rushed to prepare her brother's heart transplant surgery

heart, though no one told

room. When asked about his sister, Faris only said she had gone somewhere far away and wouldn't return soon, so he would take care of him

about Emily's death and noticed Faris's depression. Whenever she saw him at the club, she

day, they found themselves trapped in an elevator on

in the narrow space, Yulia

Faris pinned her

are you doing?" Yulia

called hoarsely, staring at

pushed him away. "Let go

release her, his expression pained. "Dakota, don't you remember anything? Not even

raised his hand, showing her his missing finger, but

hold a gun, don't you remember? When you watch boxing

stared at his anguished face, feeling an inexplicable sadness,

witnessed the scene

finally released her and walked

in thought. She knew she

they

the club, the night was

the entrance,

passed him, hurrying

out. Faris tackled

they saw a bullet hole in the

her hand and ran to a car at the curb, quickly driving

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chase. Yulia noticed

are they?"

breakneck speed, eyes

still behind them, Faris turned into an alley, emerging on the other side. Temporarily losing their tail, he

was an overgrown field. He drove into the tall

here to

"What about you?"

left immediately, but something seemed off about him today-like he was ready to sacrifice everything. She felt

worry about me. Just

cigarette, gazing

he turned to remind her, "Go now, or you won't be

Staying here will only burden

put it that way, Yulia had no choice

she left, Faris walked toward the

was Aaron's ceramic factory. His death had sent shockwaves through Seabreeze Harbor's underground business world. Though he was gone, his

Faris entered the factory, he heard cars approaching. Simultaneously, security

detection. While the guards

basement

finally found evidence but couldn't

a gun from the basement, he discovered guards waiting

him, and a hail

he

was cluttered, providing good

wounds bled profusely, soaking

not escape, he sent three messages

he sent photographic

for Rhyns. To help Yanis atone,

also left a message for Yanis: [As a

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