My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 692

In that instant, the smug smile on Melody's lips disappeared, replaced by a wounded expression—one that silently pleaded for sympathy, as if she were the victim of Kisha's cruelty.

She wore the kind of look that would normally make others see her as pitiful yet graceful, enduring mistreatment with quiet resilience.

But the audience she was performing for didn't even spare her a glance. Instead, they all turned their attention to Kisha, following her without hesitation.

Her brothers, in particular, didn't waste a second, striding quickly to catch up with her, leaving Melody standing there, unnoticed and ignored.

"Baby sister, I—I'm Ethan… your second brother…"

The usually stoic and composed Ethan found himself uncharacteristically flustered. Watching Kisha walk away without even attempting to reconnect with them left a sinking feeling in his chest.

'Did she not want them? Did she have no intention of returning to their family?'

After all, despite the confirmation from the paternity test, Kisha had simply left with the Winters and the Aldens, never once acknowledging her real family.

The thought gnawed at him, and for the first time in a long while, uncertainty crept into his voice.

Eric hurried after them, his voice slightly breathless as he tried to keep pace with Kisha and the others. "H-Hello, I—I'm your first brother. And the twins—Elios and Eliot—are your third and fourth brothers. Elios is the doctor—he was born five minutes earlier than Eliot, who used to manage the family's hotel and restaurant businesses as a chef."

His words tumbled out in a rush, a mix of nervousness and urgency lacing his tone. They were steadily moving farther from the infirmary when suddenly, a piercing, sobbing shriek echoed behind them—Melody's wailing voice cutting through the air.

"Why are you all ignoring me? Am I not your sister anymore just because you found out she's your long-lost sister?"

Melody's voice trembled with desperation as she ran toward her brothers, grabbing onto Eric's sleeve and tugging at Elios. Her words were slightly slurred, but that didn't stop her from ranting.

"Besides, she just said that the DNA test kit you used was still in its initial testing phase! It could have errors—what if the results were wrong? How can you be so sure? A proper paternity test usually takes at least two hours, even when expedited, but this one finished so quickly! That doesn't make sense!"

She was grasping at straws, doing her best to sow doubt in her brothers' minds—to make them question Kisha's legitimacy.

She wanted them to believe that Kisha was manipulating them, pretending to be their missing sister to steal their family, their love, and everything Melody had built for herself. She couldn't accept it. She wouldn't accept it.

Kisha furrowed her brows upon hearing Melody's outburst. She had already decided to let Melody stay at the base and chose to distance herself from this so-called family. She wasn't ready to decide whether she wanted to acknowledge them or not.

Right now, her priority was the task at hand—whatever emotions or conflicts this reunion stirred in her would have to wait.

But Kisha didn't care. In fact, she wanted to shatter the fragile peace they were clinging to. She knew exactly how disappointed the Evans were when Melody had disregarded them during their awakening—when their bodies burned with fever, their minds teetering on the edge of collapse. If the heat had fried their brains just a little more, they might have turned into zombies right then and there.

And yet, with just a few tears, Melody was already starting to sway some of them. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

Since Melody insisted on bringing drama to her doorstep, why should Kisha be magnanimous? Why should she allow Melody to live a carefree life in her territory while causing trouble?

First, she needed to put Melody in her place—shatter the little world she lived in, where she believed everything should revolve around her. Kisha would treat this as nothing more than entertainment.

Second, she wanted to see where her so-called family truly stood. If she and Melody were on opposing sides, who would they choose? Their blood-related daughter, or the girl they had raised all these years? It would be a difficult choice for the Evans, but Kisha needed to know their answer.

And depending on their decision, she would make hers.

She had no hesitation about being ruthless—no reservations about cutting them out of her life completely. She had grown up without them. Blood ties meant nothing if they became a threat to her or her real family.

Since Melody was determined to stir up trouble, Kisha had no choice but to put her in her place. She wasn't about to let that woman take Duke from her—nor would she sacrifice her peace of mind, the one thing she truly had left.

After making her stance clear, Kisha left without looking back, and the others followed suit.