18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 279

The past couple of years had not been kind to them, especially to Angela. Stella knew better than to pry, so she left it at that.

Jasper was already waiting for her at the curb. As they all piled into the car – the three of them and Cooper – Stella filled Jasper in on the situation. "Cody's doing alright, considering. But Angela's in a bad way because of her depression. Lukas might seem like he's all jokes and laughter, but I think he's swallowing a lot of pain. He looks like he's on the verge of a breakdown himself."

Without Cody's comforting presence, Lukas might all be following in Angela's footsteps. End of the world or not, the brutality of reality, the torment of one's own mind – how many could maintain their mental health through all that?

Back in their gated community, a new notice was posted at the security booth. The Homeowners Association was holding its first ever meeting to discuss maintenance fees and plans for improving the green spaces. The meeting would be held promptly at eight in the evening.

No one was going to overlook Building 50 this time around.

After dinner, Stella and Jasper attended the meeting. Most of the other homeowners were already there, congratulating and complimenting each other. The atmosphere was so pleasant that one might mistake it for a cocktail party.

The couple wasn't one for crowds, so they found a quiet spot in a corner.

From the corner of her eye, Stella spotted a familiar figure. Tracy, dressed in a classic dress, was arm-in-arm with a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, black leather shoes, and a slight beer belly. He was making small talk with everyone.

This must be Asher, Julia's father.

"Jasper," Austin joined them at the meeting, settling down next to the couple.

The second-hand dealer had always loved gossip, using it as a way to quickly bring each other closer. Particularly, upon learning that Stella had fed shit to Julia, he was even more excited.

He glanced towards the crowd, lowered his voice, and started spilling the beans. "See that guy in the suit with glasses? That's the head of the Riley household. He might look decent, but he's a wolf in sheep's clothing. He has a mistress and even brought his illegitimate child back home for his wife to raise."

Stella frowned. "How do you know all this?"

"Heh, in our line of work, there's nothing we don't know."

Austin continued his gossip. "Poor Tracy. She used to be a spoiled rich girl, but her family fell on hard times. She married into the Riley family to save her family’s company. Unfortunately, she had complications during childbirth and can't have any more kids. She has to turn a blind eye to her husband's affairs."

Most wealthy people were like that. They put on a show of being a loving couple, but behind the scenes, they had no rules.

Stella smiled but didn't say anything.

Most of the homeowners had arrived by now. Bran made a late entrance, all eyes on him as he walked in. He was wearing a floral shirt, capris, slide sandals, and a coat.

Bran, despite his eccentric appearance, was the object of adoration for all the women in the room. Their faces were flushed with infatuation, and they seemed ready to throw themselves at him.

Bran looked around the room and then casually walked over to the corner where Stella and Jasper were sitting. He plopped down in the seat in front of them and turned around to greet Stella with a grin. "Stella."

If only he would sober up a bit. Stella really didn't want her doorstep to be defiled again.

They say you shouldn't hit a man who's smiling at you, but Stella didn't return his smile. "Sorry, but I don’t think we know each other that well."

Bran laughed. "It doesn't matter. I remember you pretty well."