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?"

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. If I lost this job, my family would starve. I had no choice but to

it fiercely, "I didn't.

10 pounds of rice and said you would raise my

those people living in Building 50. Why would I provoke her? It's you who hold a grudge against her for hitting you and seducing your beloved Bran." "Shut up.

than half

were Julia's close friends. The deeper their friendship used to be,

finished. Covered in filth, she would never be able to

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

had been someone else, perhaps Julia wouldn't be so angry. But Stella's face was so much like hers. Without her youth and beauty, looking as plain as a potato,

hadn't even glanced at

"Stop!"

by a servant,

family lose dignity in the neighborhood, Tracy raised her hand to

a mother's fault when her daughter is not educated. You

you the right? It's the end of the world and you're still trying to bully the weak. I can stomach anything, but I won't tolerate being wronged.

Stella retorted, "She not only slandered me for seducing Bran, but 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, what business

denied the allegations,

and witnesses. If you want to deny it, you'll

it was proven, Julia's reputation would be ruined and she would never be able to find a good family to marry into. The onlookers, they were friends or allies of the Riley family, but not a single one stepped forward to help. They were all afraid of getting involved