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Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117: Chapter 117

Before Melody Summers could say a word, Robert Lancaster viciously kicked Silas Lancaster and snapped, "Shut up! I told you, Melody is your sister. You will respect her! If you dare say another goddamn word, I’ll disown you!"

Robert Lancaster didn’t notice the vicious glint in Silas Lancaster’s eyes. He quickly turned to Melody Summers and said, "Sylvia and Ethan have already registered their marriage. She’s a married woman now, and she won’t be contacting us anymore."

"Melody, from now on, you’re the only daughter Mom and Dad have. Let’s have New Year’s Eve dinner together tonight. We can take our time getting to know each other, how about it?"

They had barely any money left, and no one knew when this heatwave would end. ’No matter what,’ Robert Lancaster thought, ’I have to move into this villa today.’

He put on a benevolent smile and said to Melody Summers, "My dear daughter, I know your adoptive mother raised you all by herself for so many years. You never had a chance to feel a father’s love. The main reason I want to move in is to make it up to you and spend more time together."

This appeal to emotion might have worked on the Melody Summers of her past life, the one who had lost all her family. But the Melody of this life only found it nauseating.

She couldn’t be bothered to dance around the issue with this shameless family any longer. Her face went cold as she replied, "I don’t need it. I’m not lacking for love. That act of yours is useless on me."

As Robert Lancaster’s smile froze on his face, Melody Summers continued, speaking to all three of them. "All three of you, get the hell out of my house. Now. And let me be perfectly clear: none of you Lancasters will ever set foot in here. Not in this lifetime. If you really can’t survive, go find your ’good’ daughter, Sylvia. They say adversity reveals true character. This is the perfect opportunity to see just how deep your family’s love runs!"

Robert Lancaster felt a rush of blood to his head.

He stumbled, his head spinning as his vision went black.

Seeing this, Elaine Hughes rushed forward in a panic to hold him up.

Silas Lancaster, however, couldn’t take it anymore. Seizing the moment while no one was watching, he whipped a knife out of his pocket and lunged, aiming straight for Melody Summers’s face—

’The thing Silas hated most was that mocking smirk on Melody’s face. I’m going to ruin that face today!’

But before he could even get close, Melody took two steps back, drew the Kestrel crossbow from behind her, and fired a bolt into Silas Lancaster’s thigh.

Silas Lancaster felt a violent impact in his leg. His center of gravity shifted, and he crashed to the ground.

An excruciating pain immediately shot up from his thigh, and he let out a guttural scream:

"AHHH—!"

The Kestrel crossbow Melody Summers used had been specially modified. While not as powerful as a handgun, it could still easily pierce human flesh.

The bolt was embedded in Silas Lancaster’s thigh. It hadn’t gone clean through, but about three-quarters of its length was buried in his leg, with only a quarter of it sticking out.

Seeing her precious son writhing on the ground in agony, Elaine Hughes gasped. She immediately dropped Robert Lancaster and rushed to Silas Lancaster’s side.

Seeing the bolt stuck in her son’s leg and the wound gushing blood, Elaine Hughes was beside herself with panic. She was a wealthy socialite; when had she ever witnessed such a gruesome scene?

Completely losing her head, she acted on pure impulse and yanked the bolt out!

To her horror, this only made Silas Lancaster let out an even more bloodcurdling scream:

"AHHH—! AHH—!"

Silas Lancaster screamed, thrashing on the ground as blood spurted from the wound, spraying across the stone tiles of the courtyard. It was a terrifying sight!

Elaine Hughes glared at Melody Summers, her eyes blazing with fury, and shrieked, "You shot your own brother! You’re completely lawless! I... I’m going to call the police and have you executed!"

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