18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 578

It was well into the afternoon when Rosie finally made her way back. She had spent the day organizing a group to deliver vegetables to the military

headquarters and using some credits to secure a new plot of land at the Land Management Office.

Stella asked, "So, are we planting mulberry saplings and honeysuckle on the new land?"

Rosie had it all mapped out. "Uncle Hank's advice is spot on. Once the mulberries take root, we can start raising silkworms."

Stella felt relieved and didn't pry any further. As dusk approached, she drove Rosie back home.

Nicholas and his wife showed up, and finding Stella out, he swallowed his pride and repeatedly apologized to the commander.

Daniel played dumb, keeping everything cordial. Nicholas cursed his wife under his breath and tried, both openly and secretly, to get his hands on some medication. But Daniel deftly sidestepped him. "That girl has a good heart. Don't stoop to her level. She's been out since noon and hasn't come back yet. I'll talk to her tonight."

Before Stella could return, Nicholas succumbed to acute organ failure. Disasters are unpredictable, claiming lives from the highest ranks to the lowliest survivors with simple finality.

Daniel was noncommittal about his daughter's actions; she had her own

principles. But Stella spoke up, "A commander's wife, mouthing off at the hospital -clearly, they've been badmouthing us at home, or else she wouldn't have lashed out like that."

A dark heart sees darkness everywhere. The medicine had to pass through the hospital's hands, and since she dared to administer it, there shouldn't be any issues. The Shaw family's lack of gratitude was one thing, but their attempt to counter-accuse was another.

Stella wasn't interested in making a name for herself in the military, so she wasn't afraid to stir the pot and expose Nicholas's true colors. What was there to hide? If they let him plan for his son, why couldn't Daniel do the same for his daughter? It all came down to capability.

If it came to playing dirty, Stella wasn't scared. Daniel smiled, "I trust your judgment. Do what you believe is right. Aside from personal matters, the military 'uncles' deserve our respect. As long as there are no major conflicts, we must maintain proper decorum."

Of course, Stella was always respectful. She treated others the way they treated her.

After discussing Nicholas's fate, Stella remembered the salvaged submarine from 2023. Daniel's expression turned serious. "They are heroes in Australia, having sacrificed themselves to preserve civilization. They deserve a dignified burial. I'II propose erecting a monument for fallen heroes in Griffith to honor all the soldiers who have sacrificed for the nation and our community."

taken aback,

time for dinner, announcing,

used to his antics. As long as he didn't harbor any inappropriate thoughts towards Rosie, it was

twinge in his heart, but his face remained as nonchalant as ever. Being well-informed, Bran had already heard about the hospital incident. Seeing Stella's unfazed demeanor,

capable, but his son was

him, "How do

position of power, it's one thing to be incompetent, but

and many were single, Nicholas had the

did you get

womanizing. I heard that on the night of the big

he

drained and exposed to extreme

was being treated like he was invisible, thought to himself, "Does Bran

seem to have a beef with Nicholas. Did he have designs on

down!" Bran declared, slamming his hand on

but she gave him the cold shoulder. Considering Rosie's status, he didn't dare persist with her, but he wasn't so restrained with

to cross Nicholas, but it didn't take long for the finger to point at Bran. What could they do? Bran was frequently seen at the commander's home,

couldn't swallow his pride and was waiting for a chance to retaliate, but he died in the bitter cold. Of course, Bran would never admit that he advised one of the coerced women to lift Nicholas's blanket during the freeze. After

her part

really know him? He was more of a womanizer than

his sleeves, "Sis, I'll cook today, show off my

when?" Stella

Dad said my

as Daniel entered the room. Bran bit his tongue in pain,

up to salute, "Commander!"

of Dad? Stella was speechless. She had witnessed Bran's many faces; in front of Daniel, he was a completely different person-humble, thoughtful, and always saying the right thing. His

Bran's book. Jasper knew that his father-in-law had different standards for a son-in-law, and he wasn't about

though you knew he was buttering you up, it didn't annoy you-it was