18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 273

A flirtatious voice echoed, followed by a slender figure stepping out, "Mom, who's making a racket outside?"

Dressed in pre-apocalypse luxury couture, Julia looked bright and captivating, like a carefully nurtured flower in a greenhouse. Stella instantly snapped to attention and pushed Tracy aside. Tracy, in her high heels, nearly toppled over from the shove.

Seeing the battered servant, Julia quickly understood the situation and instinctively backed into the house. But Stella was quicker. She grabbed Julia by the hair and dragged her outside.

Julia let out a piercing shriek, "Let go of me, you lunatic! Help, help!"

Startled, Tracy tried to follow but twisted her ankle.

Stella, ignoring Julia's screams, dragged her all the way back to unit 50. Without a word, she shoved Julia against a door smeared with filth.

Julia, who had grown up pampered and protected, had never encountered such filth. The filth was still wet and it clung to her, her hands, her precious dress, everywhere. The stench was overpowering, causing her to retch.

As she tried to get up, Stella kicked her, pressing a foot onto Julia's face.

Half of Julia's face was pressed against the filthy door, smeared all over. Any struggle made it worse, getting it in her mouth and nose.

"You like throwing filth, do you?" Stella sneered, her foot pressing down on Julia's attractive face, "Since you like it so much, you're not leaving until you've licked this door clean."

Weeping and retching, Julia cursed Stella, "What the hell do you want, you crazy woman?"

forget to bring the perpetrator over. Without him needing to say anything, the scared man confessed, "Miss Julia, it was your jealousy and hatred that made me teach her a lesson. You threatened to fire me.

fiercely, "I didn't. I

me 10 pounds of rice and said you would raise my

no grudge against those people living in Building 50. Why would I

than half

close friends. The deeper their friendship used to be, the more disgusted they were now, even showing expressions of

in filth, she would

had made a fool of her once, and this time was even worse. This vile woman, not only did she look like her, but she also became the talk of the town by bullying her. Using her outrageous actions, she attracted Bran's attention, making him constantly revolve around her. She had liked Bran for so many years, always hoping to marry him when she came of age, but he was always lukewarm towards her. Who would have known that

angry. But Stella's face was so much like hers. Without her youth and beauty, looking as plain as a potato, how could Stella

Bran, she had undressed, and he hadn't even glanced at her, but he was

"Stop!"

supported by a servant,

the Riley family lose dignity in the neighborhood, Tracy raised her

it's a mother's fault when her daughter is not educated. You raised this shameless girl, so what makes you think you can

of the world and you're still trying to bully the weak. I can stomach anything, but I won't tolerate being wronged. If you dare to lay a finger on me today, I'll chop off your precious daughter." Tracy was shaking with rage, "What...what

also had people throw filth at my house. Is this the so-called etiquette of high society? I have a family and a husband. Even if I didn't,

the allegations, "You're making false

patience to argue with her, "There's plenty of evidence and witnesses. If you want to deny it, you'll have to see if I

to hit someone, if they reported it to the police and it was proven, Julia's reputation would be ruined and she would never be able to find a good family to