18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 565

Chapter 565

Rosie was at a loss for words, feeling a mix of anger and embarrassment. Men of all ages seemed to find reasons to hover around her and Poppy, their

attentiveness both flattering and overwhelming. Just the other night, when she got home, there was this absurd scene of them playing the knight in shining armor. Rosie was so irritated she could have dislocated their arms.

Stella sized up Rosie, blooming with the grace of youth. Not just the restless men, but even women found it hard to look away. Add to that her family background and wealth—it was enough to make anyone drool with envy. Never mind Rosie, Stella thought to herself, if she and Jasper ever split, there would probably be a line of men ready to break down her door. Such was the brutal reality!

Rubbing her temples, Stella carefully chose her words, "Rosie, what do you think about Bran?"

"He's alright."

Stella probed further, "Alright in what way?"

Rosie paused, "Well... because of you and my brother."

"So..." Stella hesitated, "has he ever said anything inappropriate to you, or done something?"

Rosie looked even more confused, "No, what's wrong?"

Stella opened her mouth, then closed it again. "Nothing, just that he's all talk, never really serious." She suddenly found herself unable to continue the conversation.

When Jasper got home, it was already pitch black outside. After debriefing their mission, Reagan planned to send someone to check the inventory before the handover the next day.

Stella was curious, "We brought back so many Kindle Chests, did Yu Changtu ask about the details?"

"No, he didn't."

to

didn't have the sense, Daniel

assisting by his side. After two months of living together, Rosie had become quite chummy with them, "Aunt

delight,

at her, as if they were begging for a treat.

preparing three dishes and a soup. There was tofu skin and meatball soup,

table. The family gathered to eat. Daniel smiled proudly at his daughter and son-in-law, "Try it, let me know what

first time your dad has cooked a proper

soup touched her lips, her expression betrayed her attempts to hide

took a bite of the fried egg, which was slightly burnt, and popped it into his mouth, "...." Salty

approval, feeling as accomplished as he did in his professional

scratching his nose furiously from the overpowering saltiness. Vanessa tried to smooth things over, "Stella, your dad was just nervous cooking for you for the first

had reminded him a few times before that the food was too salty, but she had probably been too gentle in her criticism, and too encouraging, finishing everything

looks, Stella couldn't help but laugh, "It's okay, just a bit

drink to quench their thirst from the salty meal. Following some light conversation and a late-night

rooms.

was closed, Jasper swept Stella, now in her pajamas, into his arms, speaking with

sweet talk or grand gestures. Their flirtatious banter

I see you every day,

truly connected in over a month due to constant team missions and the prying eyes of a dozen single teammates. Jasper tended to be noisy during their intimate moments,

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