Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365: Chapter 365: The Predator’s Plan

Yvonne York sighed from the side. "That’s right. Since the deed has Gregory’s name on it, this apartment naturally belongs to him."

"Joyce, you’re the older sister. You should have bought your brother a house in the first place. How can you even think about fighting with him over things? You’re not a child anymore. Be more sensible and stop disappointing your mother, okay?"

The moment Yvonne York finished speaking, the color drained from Joyce Lawson’s face. Her lips trembled, and tears welled in her eyes.

She said nothing, just stared silently at Yvonne York. Through a haze of tears, her gaze met Yvonne’s look of disappointment.

Gregory Lawson was still whining and grumbling, "I want pumpkin! I don’t care! Go out and buy me some pumpkin! I want pumpkin!"

Seeing this, Gregory’s grandmother hugged him, her heart aching as she cooed, "There, there, Grandma’s precious boy. Grandma will mix some potatoes with white sugar for you. It tastes just as good as pumpkin..."

Mason Lawson and Yvonne York hurried over as well, joining in to comfort Gregory.

The three of them coaxed Gregory back to his bedroom, leaving Joyce standing there all alone...

Joyce stood alone in the living room for a while. Once she had composed herself, she quietly began to move.

First, she used melted snow to wipe the blood from her face, then she moved the supplies from the handcart to a corner, stacking them neatly.

After arranging the supplies, Joyce dragged the empty handcart toward Apartment 1603.

Standing before the door to 1603, Joyce took a deep breath, pasted on a smile, and knocked lightly.

A man’s voice soon came from inside. "Come in! The door code is 123456!"

Joyce hesitated for a moment but did as he said, keying in the code. She then gently opened the door and stepped inside.

As soon as she entered, Joyce saw Titus Lowell standing in the middle of the living room. His tall, imposing figure made the entire space feel cramped.

At the sight of him, Joyce quickly pushed the handcart forward.

She walked up to Titus Lowell and gave him a slight bow. "Thank you for letting me borrow the handcart for my supplies," she said politely. "I’m finished now, so I’m returning it!"

With that, she gently pushed the handcart toward him.

Titus Lowell smiled at Joyce, and the swastika tattoo on his face twitched along with it.

"You’re welcome, little beauty," he said. "We’re neighbors. It’s only right to help each other out."

***

After Joyce left, the door to a side bedroom opened, and two tall, burly men walked out.

The two men were Titus Lowell’s second brother, Leopold Lowell, and their third brother, Drake Lowell.

Drake looked at the handcart, scratched his head, and asked in confusion, "Boss, since when are you so nice, lending the handcart to that chick? ... Chicks like her are arrogant and act all high and mighty. They don’t let men screw them easily. Even if you help her, it’s a waste of effort! She won’t sleep with you!"

Titus ignored him, turning instead to pull a roll of tape from a drawer.

He took the tape to the door, opened it, and pressed it onto the keypad lock outside.

Joyce hadn’t noticed earlier, but the electronic lock was covered with a thin layer of powder.

With practiced ease, Titus used the tape to lift fingerprints from the keypad and then from the doorknob.

Once he was done, Titus carefully put the tape away.

Then, he glanced in the direction of 1601 and gave a cold, sinister smile.

***

Walking back into the living room, Titus saw Drake rummaging through the supplies they had just collected.

Seeing Titus return, Drake couldn’t help but complain, "Boss, how come you only got this little bit of stuff? For the three of us, this is only enough for about ten days! It won’t last two months!"

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