My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

froze for a moment.

was beginning to seriously suspect that Electra and Bruce were working together. Otherwise, how could one have just arrived, and the other immediately called him?

Hello, Ray, are you still there?” Bruce asked, noticing Ray’s pause.

Ray smiled faintly. “I’m here.”

“I’m not sure if you know who I am, so let me introduce myself first,” Bruce said. “Have you ever heard of Gemini Real Estate, Ray?”

“Yeah,” Ray replied casually. “You’re the boss of Gemini Real Estate.” He wanted to cut off any long–winded preamble.

Bruce chuckled. “Good, Ray. Then here’s my proposal: if you’re willing to hand over your villa–or let us move in –when this disaster ends, I’ll gladly give up half my shares to you!”

Wow–what audacity!

That was wealth measured in billions.

Too bad.

Ray shook his head. “Bruce, you don’t need to paint fantasies for me. This disaster… well, let’s not even discuss when it will end. Even if it ends quickly, how many people will die in the meantime? In such a collapse, how much do you think your shares are really worth?”

Even if the disaster ended suddenly, the industries hit hardest–including real estate–would collapse completely. Bruce’s shares might be worth no more than worthless paper.

And even after the hail stopped, the fog lifted, and the plants died… the real threat would be famine. For a long time, the scarcest and most precious resources would be food and clean water.

Money? Completely useless!

Bruce seemed momentarily at a loss for words. After a pause, he said, “Fine, forget money. I heard you like beautiful women. I happen to have one here. See if she meets your standards.”

Shortly after, Ray received a multimedia message with several photos attached.

The woman was barely over twenty, stunningly beautiful, and radiated a pure, innocent charm. Long hair draped over her shoulders, and her eyes were like clear pools of water.

Her height wasn’t clear from the photos, but her proportions were perfect: a slender waist just narrow enough to grip, full chest, and round hips. Truly exquisite.

“I’ll give you this woman,” Bruce said in a low voice. “How much food and water are you willing to give me for her?”

Ray chuckled. “Bruce, aren’t you supposed to be selling property? When did you turn into a human trafficker?”

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His tone was tinged with displeasure. Even if he were to do business, he’d deal directly—not let a middleman pocket the difference.

ace fell silent for a moment. Then he said, “Let me tell you a story, Ray, do you have the time?”

Ray laughed. “It’s rare to hear a story from someone of your stature. Go ahead.”

“I was born into poverty,” Bruce began. “But I studied hard and got into a top university. I was also fairly good- looking, so shortly after graduation, I married my wife. Her family was wealthy, so I became a live–in son–in- law. You’re a live–in son–in–law yourself, Ray–you should understand the situation, right?”

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