18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 289

Mikey's girlfriend also worked at the research institute, however, she was an administrative staff. Despite looking polished and delicate, she was shrewd and far more adaptable than these three dummies in Katie's mind. Her income wasn't high, but all her relatives had perished in the disaster, leaving her to live alone. Once, she was confronted by a thug after work, and by chance, Mikey was passing by and saved her using a taser. She had no family obligations, seemed genuine and honest, making her a suitable candidate for the Moore family daughter-in-law.

Seeing Mikey settle down would give Katie peace when her time came.

Enthusiastically, Katie extended an invitation, "We're throwing a wedding reception for them next Sunday,. If you and Jasper have time, make sure to come by."

Stella happily agreed, "Sure."

After a stroll in the square as the weather grew colder, they all got in the car to head home. Upon reaching the neighbourhood, they saw several cars parked outside the Porras family's mansion, with bodyguards hustling around, suggesting some kind of disturbance. Whatever it was, it was none of Stella's business as she sat on the passenger seat.

As they returned to their own villa, they found a body sprawled out front. To be precise, a dog's body.

The mastiff lay gasping, drenched in blood.

Cooper ran down to sniff around the injured dog, making distressed and mournful sounds.

Stella got out of the car to examine the dog, finding multiple injuries on its body, both blunt force and cuts, its fur wet with blood. No doubt about it, there had been a brutal fight.

Judging from the wounds, it didn't look like a fight with another dog, but rather injuries inflicted by a person.

Lying at the doorstep of her home, it either didn't want to die or wanted to see Cooper one last time before death. Given its condition, it was likely the former.

Dogs had feelings too, and since it had come to them for help, they couldn't just stand by and watch it die, could they?

Stella bent down to help Jasper lift the injured dog into the yard. She used bandages to clean and disinfect the wounds.

Anesthetics were precious, and it would take several doses to numb so many injuries. Stella couldn't bear to use them, so she used ropes to bind the Mastiff's mouth and limbs before starting the suturing process.

The dog seemed to understand that Stella was trying to help it, and despite the pain, it didn't struggle much, merely whimpering as Stella stitched and patched it up.

After bandaging it, she fed it a few expired pills, leaving its fate up to the higher powers.

half a bone and placed it in front of

sighed, and for the sake of her own dog, she prepared a half bowl

Porras family mansion. Stella watched it

decided to eat the

was laid out on the table, there was a knock

the Porras family's butler, Derick, "Do

"No."

just suture

"So?"

injured.

not a

"We're out of options."

scarce, with the remaining skilled ones taken to the government base. Many of those left hadn't held a scalpel in years. The Porras family had a family doctor, but he was killed in a robbery a few days

cannibals. He barely escaped with his life. Please, Stella, can you

It was

been living under a rock? He was

suits he had given her. Stella reconsidered, "I'll take a look, but I

breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you. I was worried he

government base, and going back wasn't as simple. Even if they managed to go back, they would

The mansion was in chaos. Even before they entered

was full of energy, not like someone on the verge

aura of luxury and opulence, from the massive chandelier overhead to the solid teak floor underfoot. The extravagance was so overwhelming it left Stella dazed; she was even considering whether her feet would tarnish the

over a dozen people, almost all members of the Porras family,

of the recently sutured Mastiff wagging its tail as it greeted

out. It turned out the Mastiff

approached, Bran's wailing got louder,

walked over, "What are you screaming for? If I had come

frowned, but

leg. He must have dodged in time, because the cuts weren't deep and he had