Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Retribution

Zane Simmons’s face turned deathly pale at her words.

He wanted to explain that he and his father weren’t alike. He wanted to say that the very reason he chose not to marry was his fear of betraying the commitment, just as his father had done.

But the words caught in his throat, and he couldn’t say a thing.

Looking into his mother’s eyes, which were filled with sorrow and hate, Zane Simmons lowered his head, turned, and silently walked away.

...

When Melody Summers rushed over, she arrived just in time to see Elaine Hughes being flanked by several security guards, about to be forced into an elevator.

The moment their eyes met, Melody Summers saw the clear despair in Elaine Hughes’s gaze.

It was the same despair she had felt in her past life, when she was drugged into unconsciousness by Elaine Hughes and Robert Lancaster.

Elaine Hughes looked at Melody Summers and, for some reason, suddenly recalled what had happened during the New Year celebration last year.

Back then, she and Robert Lancaster had brought over some groceries, intending to celebrate the New Year with Melody Summers and use it as an opportunity to move into the Summers family villa.

At the time, Melody Summers had said to her, "For the sake of the Lancaster Group, you were willing to sell off Sylvia Lancaster, and you were willing to sell me... Mrs. Lancaster, do you ever wonder if one day, you’ll be the one who gets sold?"

Do you ever wonder if one day, you’ll be the one who gets sold?

Do you ever wonder if one day, you’ll be the one who gets sold?

As the thought struck Elaine Hughes, her head swam.

’Payback... This is all payback...’

Melody Summers had already pieced everything together on her way over. She knew Robert Lancaster had used Elaine Hughes as a bargaining chip.

The two of them—mother and daughter—stared at each other in silence for a dozen seconds. Seeing Elaine Hughes’s pathetic state, Melody Summers felt no surprise, no scorn, and no pity. Only silence remained.

She watched Elaine Hughes with a blank expression, feeling nothing at all.

Soon, the elevator doors opened, and the guards began dragging Elaine Hughes inside.

Just then, Elaine Hughes, who had been as still as a corpse, suddenly began to struggle.

Her eyes, fixed on Melody Summers, filled with sorrow and pleading. "My daughter, save me," she begged while struggling, "Save your mother..."

Melody Summers responded with yet more silence.

’In my past life, when Elaine Hughes and Robert Lancaster drugged me with their own hands,’ Melody thought, ’did I beg for help like this?’

’I can’t remember.’

’Probably not. By then, I had already lost all hope in my parents.’

’So why hasn’t Elaine Hughes lost hope? Maybe it’s because I’ve been too gentle with her—not even a tenth as cruel as they were to me in my past life.’

Melody Summers silently turned her head, refusing to look at Elaine Hughes any longer.

She didn’t notice that as the elevator doors slid shut, a thunderstruck expression crossed Elaine Hughes’s face before she went stiff and collapsed, fainting dead away...

The elevator doors had just closed when Zane Simmons walked out of the room, his head lowered.

Melody Summers didn’t have time to leave and ran right into him.

The thought that their respective parents had just hooked up made the air between Melody Summers and Zane Simmons thick with awkwardness.

They stared at each other wordlessly. After a suffocating silence, Zane Simmons cautiously broke it. "I’m sorry..."

From the looks of it, Elaine Hughes had clearly been drugged, which meant Bernard Simmons was unequivocally in the wrong.

Melody Summers quickly waved her hands. "No, no, don’t say that. The Lancaster family and I parted ways a long time ago! Just think of me as a bystander who happened to be walking by."

Zane Simmons couldn’t help but crack a smile at her words, and the tension immediately dissipated.

Melody Summers thought for a moment before asking with some concern, "...Is Miss Walsh all right?"

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