18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 401

Daniel looked at Stella Larson with a blend of hope and hesitation. "The best I can do is get you a spot in Project Phoenix," he said. "I hope you'll consider it."

Stella's response was polite but firm. "Thanks for the offer, but I don't need it."

She didn't even glance at the assessment report he offered; she knew Daniel wouldn't be wrong about something like this.

Family ties? They were absent when she needed them most. Now, they were just an unnecessary addition.

"There's no need for guilt or apologies," Stella said calmly. "You didn't raise me, but you didn't harm me either. So, I don't hold anything against you. In fact, as an outsider, I respect the contributions you've made to the base over the years."

"As for blood relations, they've lost their importance to me long ago. I won't carry that burden, and I don't want you to be shackled by it either. Let's just live our lives without interfering with each other."

Her words were cold and devoid of any resentment or self-pity.

Only when one is truly strong can they be independent of others.

Daniel felt a bittersweet pride. She had his blood in her veins, yet she was as good as a stranger.

But he didn't push the issue. As long as Stella was doing well, that was enough for him.

The conversation shifted to the matter of Lillian and her daughter. Daniel didn't consult Stella; instead, he made a unilateral decision.

Regardless of whether Stella acknowledged it, Lillian was her biological mother, the woman who gave her life.

Lillian's transgressions were unforgivable, but Daniel knew Stella's character well; she wouldn't let this mother-daughter pair off easily.

Simply exiling them from the base would only provoke Stella to seek a more permanent solution out of impulse.

It might seem like a release of anger, but in reality, it would be a lifelong chain to bear.

He didn't want Stella to bear the sin of matricide, so he had Lillian transferred to Goldbridge base overnight.

The official base would process the crimes committed by the women in Kindle Society following the standard procedure.

fate was in their

his

natural disasters, an instant death

a man's protection; to live was the greatest punishment

only to be treated like animals, abused and beaten, until they were discarded like worn-out

unspoken truths, Stella wouldn't

deep sigh. "Take care of yourself. This disaster will pass. Never

given one to

tears streaming, begging him not to leave on

marriage in secret, and Daniel promised

had given her the ancestral jade

with me as I grew

the pendant was unfortunate, but heaven had given him

gently. "It's okay. Your health and safety

really shouldn't feel guilty because you've already given me

for the protection of Arcadia, she might

hers now; returning it was out of

secret of the pendant, but the

to think of yourself sometimes. Survive, live well, then you can

a deep breath and

she gazed out

cider. "The pendant was a Larson family heirloom.

spoke up.

Stella have? She couldn't just extract Arcadia and give it back

years of intimacy. She might not verbally acknowledge Daniel,

the harshness of the post-disaster world, where she often

still a yearning

reality was harsh, and Lillian was selfish, but Daniel was different. He hadn't

the greater good and couldn't afford to care for his own. Yet,

right. Even if she acknowledged

to cater only to her, to compensate

Stella wouldn't ask