Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171: Chapter 171

Sylvia Lancaster watched Clara Hayes’s retreating back, momentarily finding it hard to believe.

She couldn’t believe Clara would actually treat her this way.

They had been best friends for over ten years. Just a few days ago, Clara had even said she wished they could be real sisters. But now, she was heartlessly telling her to move out...

Sylvia Lancaster pressed her lips together tightly. ’This is so unfair!’

If Clara had walked in on her and Flynn Adler, or if she’d discovered that Sylvia was Hector Hayes’s illegitimate daughter, then Sylvia would have accepted it—the resentment, the hatred, the breakup of their friendship, being told to move out, all of it!

But as far as Clara knew, she had only cheated with Simon Lancaster. And Clara was kicking her out just for that!

She simply couldn’t accept it!

Sylvia thought to herself, ’If our roles were reversed, if Clara cheated after marrying Flynn Adler, I would absolutely have her back. I wouldn’t blame her for having an affair.’

’So why can’t Clara do the same? Why does she have to be so ruthless and turn on me like this?’

’In her eyes, does making one small mistake—cheating—mean I, her best friend, deserve a death sentence?’

Sylvia grew angry. ’Clara just pays lip service to being my best friend. In reality, that’s all our friendship is worth to her!’

Realizing that they were bound to have a falling-out once her true identity was revealed anyway, Sylvia’s initial panic gave way to a sense of calm.

She took out her phone and composed a long message, sending it to Lily Adler. Since Clara was showing her no mercy, she would have to move up her plans to be formally acknowledged by Hector Hayes.

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「The Crestview Hotel.」

After leaving Ethan Sutton’s room, Amy and Louise dragged their exhausted bodies into the elevator.

The elevator descended all the way to the second basement level.

The second basement level had originally been the hotel’s parking garage. Now, it was partitioned by rows of solid walls into countless small, enclosed rooms, furnished with only simple items like beds and cabinets.

A faint, musty smell hung in the air. Every room was exceptionally dim, with only a few scattered, faint yellow lights in the hallway barely illuminating the surroundings.

This was where people like them rested.

They only went upstairs to the hotel’s guest rooms when they were needed to entertain clients.

As Amy walked down the dim hallway, the occasional low growl, like that of a large cat, sent an involuntary shiver down her spine.

She knew they kept a ferocious leopard here, hidden near the exit by the fire escape.

Many women who had tried to escape before had been torn to shreds by that leopard, becoming its food.

But... Amy couldn’t quite understand it. ’Why would these women want to run?’

’Here, you can eat and drink well,’ she thought. ’It’s much better than the outside world!’

Amy returned to her cubicle. Four girls lived in this cramped, enclosed space, but the other three weren’t in the room at the moment.

She sat on the narrow wooden bed and glanced at the fading hickeys and bruises on her arm. She stared blankly for a moment, then pursed her lips with a hint of indifference.

She rummaged through a bundle at the head of her bed and pulled out a slightly withered apple. Taking a bite, she closed her eyes in contentment and began to chew.

A client had given it to her. She’d hidden it for days, unable to bring herself to eat it. Before coming here, she hadn’t eaten fruit in a very long time.

Just as she finished the apple and was about to lie down for a rest, the door to her room was suddenly pushed open.

Amy looked up at the sound to see a burly man with dyed-blond hair standing in the doorway.

Amy froze, her body trembling involuntarily.

Then, she quickly put on a fawning smile and said to Blondie in a cloying voice, "Yates, what brings you here? ...Did another client request me?"

Amy assumed another client was looking for her. Although she wanted to rest, she would be happy if a client really did want her. After all, if she could serve one more person, she would get to eat better today.

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