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."

that was beneficial to all involved, and digging deeper

the sense, Daniel wouldn't have let him

of them headed next door, not forgetting to bring along their loyal pets. It was Daniel who was cooking, with Vanessa assisting by his side. After two months of living together, Rosie had become quite chummy with them, "Aunt Vanessa, the tomatoes

with delight, "That

wagging their tails at her, as if they were begging

skin and meatball soup, stir-fried dried vegetables with bacon, ham

eat. Daniel smiled proudly at his daughter and son-in-law, "Try it, let me know what you

dad has cooked

hot soup touched her lips, her expression betrayed her attempts

burnt, and

accomplished as he did in his professional

pet, spat out the egg and backed away, scratching his nose furiously from the overpowering saltiness. Vanessa tried to smooth things over, "Stella, your dad was just nervous cooking for

few times before that the food was too salty, but she had probably been too gentle in her criticism, and too encouraging, finishing everything to save his face. This led Daniel to believe he had done well, and his nerves probably contributed to

looks, Stella couldn't help but laugh, "It's okay, just a bit salty. I'll cook

thirst from the salty meal. Following some light conversation and a late-night bath, they retired to

rooms.

her pajamas,

one for sweet talk or grand gestures. Their flirtatious banter didn't need stating the

see

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, and Stella preferred not to draw resentment. Face to face, Jasper bit her earlobe playfully,

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