18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 257

Stella and Jasper had already celebrated their housewarming dinner on their own, feasting on delicacies like foie gras, filet mignon wrapped in Iberian ham and caviar, and a bottle of '82 Lafite. Cooper had his share too and licked his plate clean.

When their neighbor Austin invited them over for his housewarming party, Stella couldn't find a reason to refuse, so she readily agreed, "Sure."

"Just come over, no need to bring anything." Knowing his son liked to play with Rosie, Austin specifically instructed, "Remember to bring Rosie and Cooper." Austin and his son lived in a sprawling villa. Whenever Monkey and others had no business, they would come over, often gathering to eat or play cards together. The days were comfortable, no doubt, but quite boring.

Jasper was mostly silent, only becoming particularly enthusiastic when making love with Stella. The rest of the time, he would work, read, practice, eat and sleep. It was mostly Stella who initiated conversations.

While lying in bed, Stella playfully tickled him, "What should we gift Austin for his housewarming party?"

Jasper, not adept at social etiquette, thought for a moment, "A bottle of wine and a pack of cigarettes?"

Austin lacked nothing, and his housewarming party would be grand. The appetites of the three of them, plus Cooper, were not small, especially the food-loving dog. Stella agreed, "Sounds good."

The next day, early in the morning, the neighborhood began to buzz with activity.

Austin's men brought their families over, the yard filled with laughter and light-hearted teasing among the women while the children played happily.

Stella wasn't fond of social gatherings, especially with unfamiliar people. Thankfully, the windows were soundproof, so she quickly closed them.

Around eleven in the morning, the intercom rang, "Jasper, bring everyone over for lunch."

Soon, Dylan knocked on the door, with several children following behind him, all here to pick up Rosie and Cooper.

Stella, carrying the gift, joined the family heading across the street for lunch. As soon as they stepped out, Dylan greeted them, "Hi, I'm here to play with Rosie."

He even offered Rosie some candy. Rosie didn't accept it, but instinctively looked at her brother.

Jasper gave the command, "Rosie, say thank you."

Rosie thanked Dylan and accepted the candy but didn't eat it. She put it in her pocket.

his house, "We have a swing at our house. You can

shabby, their clothes and shoes old. They were better off than most children in the slums though. They just seemed out of place in

the front yard, his ear being pulled by a tall woman in a red

honey, be

and unattractive, while the other was glamorous and tall,

finally understood why Monkey was willing to splurge on a house. If she could marry such a beautiful woman,

hand and Monkey, rubbing his ear, greeted

a smile, "Hello,

she had guessed, even in the post-apocalyptic world, Monkey treated his wife like a treasure, letting her hit and scold him without retaliating, holding her in his hand as if she might break, cherishing

about. Miranda had imagined an older woman in her thirties or forties, not a young

the post-apocalyptic world, she shone brightly, making Miranda,

nodded, "Yeah, what

It was their first time visiting Austin's house, and they were impressed by the layout and decoration, especially the door installed at the staircase, just like in their own house. Austin's crew was all there. Some were playing cards, some were chatting and eating peanuts, while the women were busy setting

status at home was relatively low, as

had such a beautiful woman, they would be

with everyone,

liquor and a pack of premium cigarettes, rare commodities that

two were

He immediately opened the pack, shared

politely declined, "No thanks, I

polite, they inhaled the smoke as if they were cats sniffing catnip, completely

feast was extravagant, with smoked chicken, duck, and pork, pork

for men, one for Austin and his son along with Stella and her family, and two

sat

was fiery and cunning; she secretly

well and took

few days ago. He occasionally glanced outside, appearing a bit disappointed. From the looks of it, there were empty seats. The guests he had really invited hadn't arrived. In the post-apocalyptic world, where tomorrow was uncertain, the only thing not to be wasted was good food.

the dishes were delicious, while others were

filled with people dining together, men drinking beer, women chatting away, children eagerly digging into their plates

so intense that it