Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph
Chapter 201 Taking Risks

Feeling that hard, weird shape under my fingers just now, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.

"Hey gorgeous, how are you feeling right now??"

Seth pulled me close, his mouth almost brushing my face.

I tried to play it cool, acting a bit tipsy. I gently pushed him away and sighed, "I feel terrible. I'm in such a bad mood!"

"Why the long face? Spill it," Seth said smoothly.

I didn't answer and glanced over at the dance floor.

Ethan and his partner were stealing the show. Ethan, with his good looks and grace, still managed to seem cold and distant.

Seth, thinking I was drunk, tried to make his move.

Seeing me staring at the dance floor, he asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking for my husband," I replied.

Seth looked taken aback for a second. "You have a husband? Where's he at?"

I shook my head sadly. "I haven't found him yet. He ditched me as soon as we got here."

Seth smirked, "Looks like he doesn't care much about you."

I bit my lip, looking all hurt.

"Tell me what's your husband look like? I'll help you find him." Seth puffed out his chest, acting all noble.

I glanced at Ethan in the middle of the dance floor and whispered, "He's really tall and super handsome."

"More handsome than me?" Seth sneered.

I looked at Seth. His thin face, high cheekbones, dark skin, small eyes, and flat nose made him far from handsome. His sleazy grin made him look like a creep.

I chuckled to myself and said lightly, "I think my husband is the most handsome man in the world."

Seth snorted. "Handsome guys are all the same unreliable and flaky. Otherwise, why would he leave you alone to have fun by himself?"

I lowered my head in disappointment and reached for the wine glass on the table.

Seth patted my shoulder. "Hey beautiful, don't be sad. I'll drink with you. Once you're drunk, you won't think about anything."

I nodded. "Okay, I'll keep drinking. Once I'm drunk, I won't think about anything."

Hearing this, Seth was thrilled and quickly poured me another drink.

Handing me the glass, he took the chance to place his hand on my leg.

I subtly moved my leg away and looked at him playfully. "I want you to drink with me."

Seth's eyes lit up, like a predator eyeing its prey.

"Alright, I'll drink with you." He poured himself a glass. When he raised his glass to clink with mine, I smiled seductively and brought my glass to his lips. "I'll feed you."

Seth grinned and puckered his lips towards the glass.

"Okay, you feed me, and I'll feed you."

Suppressing my disgust, I drank the wine he offered while watching the liquid from my glass slowly enter his mouth.

After finishing the drink, Ethan wrapped up his dance and left the hall.

Feeling uneasy, I stood up and said dizzily, "I need to go to the restroom."

"Okay, I'll help you." Seth supported me and winked proudly at his buddies as we left.

In the hallway to the restroom, I saw Ethan coming out and walking towards me.

He didn't even glance my way.

I wanted to grab him and warn him of the danger, telling him to leave immediately. But with Seth beside me, I couldn't do that.

As he brushed past me, I felt a void in my heart, a deep discomfort.

Standing at the restroom door, Seth asked, "Need a hand in there?"

I shook my head. "It's the ladies' room; you can't come in."

"Are you sure you can manage?" he asked.

I nodded and staggered inside.

"Alright, I'll wait for you outside."

As I shut the door, I could still hear Seth's voice outside. Inside, I quickly pulled myself together, took off my mask, and splashed some water on my face. I knew tonight was going to be anything but peaceful. Danger was lurking everywhere around Ethan.

I've always been cautious, but tonight, I had to protect him. Thinking of him made me fearless.

I put my mask back on, walked out, and pretended to be unsteady. Seth was still there and caught me as I stumbled.

"Seeing you this drunk, how about I find you a place to rest?"

I knew exactly what Seth was planning. This time, I pretended to be drunk and leaned obediently on his shoulder, nodding.

In no time, he led me into a private room, not forgetting to lock the door behind him. The room was dimly lit, and the faint sound of music from the hall could be heard.

"Come on, let me help you lie down on the bed," Seth said eagerly.

I hooked my arm around his neck and suddenly pressed him against the wall, asking drunkenly, "You brought me here because you want to have sex with me, right?"

Seth was stunned at first. But then, realizing I was too drunk to resist, he boldly wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Yeah, your husband isn't here with you, and you're so lonely. I'm here to keep you company and have sex with you; isn't that good?" As he spoke, he leaned in to kiss my face.

I turned my head away, suppressing my disgust, and smiled faintly.

"What's the rush? I need to take a shower first." I released him and walked towards the bathroom in the room.

"I'll join you," Seth said lecherously, following me.

I turned back and shook my finger. "No need, you make the bed cozy for us and wait for me."

Seth's eyes lit up with excitement, and he swallowed hard, nodding eagerly. "Okay, I'll get the bed ready for us. Hurry up."

I nodded and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower to create the sound of someone showering. I rummaged through my bag and pulled out the fruit knife I had prepared for self-defense.

After half an hour, I pressed my ear to the door. There was no sound outside. I gripped the knife tightly and opened the bathroom door. Seth was snoring softly, asleep on the bed.

I put away the knife and carefully approached. My heart pounded as I opened his jacket. There was a gun in his waistband. I carefully took it, constantly checking Seth's movements. Though I had spiked his drink, I wasn't sure how effective it was. If he woke up, it would be a disaster.

I got the gun, sighed in relief, and left the room. In the kitchen, I prepared drinks and paid a waiter to deliver them to Drew's table.

Back in the hall, Ethan was surrounded by people. Drew glared at him with hostility.

The music stopped, and the host announced the chairman of Unity Emporium would give a speech. The chairman, a round-faced man with a thick gold chain, spoke ostentatiously, more like a mob boss than a chairman. After his speech, he clinked glasses with those who approached him.

Despite the seemingly harmonious scene, I knew tonight wouldn't be peaceful. The chairman left, and people continued eating, drinking, and dancing. It felt like the calm before the storm.

Dennis suddenly got up and left. People mingled, but Ethan remained seated, leisurely sipping his drink. The woman who had danced with him earlier sat beside him, trying to mess around. Ethan brushed her hand away coldly. She left, unwilling but not daring to make a scene.

Drew's buddies were drunk and slumped on the sofa. Only Drew sat upright, staring intently at Ethan.

Suddenly, all the lights went out, plunging the hall into darkness. The hall filled with noise. Within seconds, the lights came back on. But Ethan was gone.