18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 271

"Absolutely not!" Bran almost choked on his disbelief.

He'd admit, Stella was a looker, but women were the last thing he lacked. What kind of beauty hadn't he seen? Hollywood starlets, social media influencers, budding models, small-town girls... all he had to do was snap his fingers and they were his. "You're overthinking." Bran said dismissively, "I'm just intrigued by your mystery."

That was a relief. Stella would've been terrified to be on his radar, "So what?"

"I got curious, so I accidentally hit you with my car."

Stella laughed, "Bran, I'm curious about what goes on in your head. Should I crack it open with a knife to take a look?"

Yep, she was definitely the first woman to speak to him like that.

Bran looked uncomfortable, his eyes darting elsewhere, "I didn't expect such a big fuss today. My... my apologies."

Well, what a surprise! The rich boy apologizing. Had it been anyone else, Stella might not have let it go. But considering the vehicles and parts in Arcadia, and the swallowed pink diamond, she felt slightly uneasy.

Moreover, her ultimate goal was to continue living in the villa, and the Porras family wasn't to be messed with. Since he had given her an out, there was no need to push it.

"Of course, if you people insist on causing trouble, we're not afraid."

By "you people", she meant the self-proclaimed elites of the neighborhood. Her words were not only for Bran but also for those who thought highly of themselves.

Bran's pride took a hit, but considering his father's sudden change of attitude after meeting Evan, he decided to swallow his pride. He waved nonchalantly and strutted away. Cooper stubbornly remained where he was, staring at Bran's retreating figure, baring his teeth.

Stella patted him and turned to go home.

closed the gate, Jasper came downstairs, "What did

he was attracted to

frowned, taking a while before asking, "And you?" Stella leaned forward, sniffing, "You smell like jealousy." Jasper pulled her

jealous?" Stella laughed, "Don't you have

he couldn't help

little dazed." Stella sat down to explain, "Bran is the youngest of the Porras family, spoiled since childhood. Everyone praises him wherever he

the Porras family would probably be annihilated. After the bloodshed of the apocalypse, the Porras family became

the Porras family didn't provoke them, Stella was willing to keep the

sent people to deliver food. Stella was

clearing up the misunderstanding and dropping the case at the police station. Stella ignored him, letting

herbs were planted in the rooftop greenhouse, and they wilted for several days. Eventually, they gradually adapted to the climate,

allowed them to gradually transition to the greenhouse. If they had found seedlings in the wild,

herbs was

go into the mountains to find as many herbs as possible. Jasper

Dylan take care of them. He really

much for a child to handle. Moreover, everyone knew how

thought for a moment and decided to ask

Austin readily agreed, "No problem, just bring them over.

poultry was dirty and smelly. It would be good for the kid to experience some hardship, to understand the realities

large cages of poultry were carried over, along with a big bag of feed made from crushed corn and sweet

Estates, aiming for an unexplored area. The seasons became more distinct, and many early-budding plants and seedlings were frozen to death or injured. Of course, there were also resilient ones who

and now they split up to

gathered dozens of

took out the mummy sleeping bags. She

stocked up on insect repellent, so Stella would regularly apply it on Cooper, not worrying