Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Retribution

Facing Yvonne York and Mason Lawson’s expectant gazes, Drake Lowell just let out a cold snort.

To everyone’s surprise, Drake Lowell shook his head and answered, "Tsk, don’t you two try that crap on me! Let me be straight with you. I’m not interested in little girls like your daughter! I only like older women, get it?!"

Drake Lowell wasn’t lying. He really didn’t like young girls like Joyce Lawson. He thought this new generation of girls were all spoiled rotten, with too much fight in them!

’They’re generally high-maintenance and have bad tempers! Not only do they refuse to cooperate, but they’re always threatening to kill themselves. If you run into a really stubborn one, they’ll risk everything in a heartbeat!’

’They’re really willing to try and take you down with them!’

’Risking my own life over something like that? No way. Not worth it!’

A few days ago, the three Lowell brothers had gone to 1602 and kidnapped a young girl named Maisie Lynch. The girl threatened to kill herself every day. Not only did she refuse to cooperate, she’d almost bitten a piece clean off of one of his brothers. Drake still felt a chill just thinking about it...

So, he still preferred Yvonne York. ’She’s older and has been married,’ he thought. ’She’ll be more open-minded about that sort of thing. After a few half-hearted struggles, she’ll probably just go along with it.’

Yvonne York never expected Drake Lowell to say that. She froze as if struck by lightning.

Her body trembled, and despair slowly colored her gaze.

Seeing this, Drake Lowell simply tossed Gregory Lawson from his shoulder onto the floor.

Gregory Lawson’s head hit the ground first with a dull THUD. He started wailing in pain again.

Drake Lowell paid no mind to whether Gregory was alive or dead. He walked up to Yvonne York, grabbed her chin, and said with a lecherous grin, "Why don’t you come back with us brothers? As long as you serve the three of us well, I’ll spare your family. How about it?"

Drake Lowell’s eyes were filled with lust and mockery, as if he was certain Yvonne would agree. He continued, "Alright, enough with the playing hard to get. Isn’t it tiring? We’ve got food and drinks over at our place. We won’t treat you poorly!"

Drake didn’t understand what there was to hesitate about. ’Given the current situation, as long as the snow doesn’t melt, Building 4 will be our kingdom. Following us three brothers and living the good life has to be better than staying here, right?’

He felt Yvonne’s indecision was completely unnecessary!

Meanwhile, Drake Lowell’s older brother, Titus Lowell, stood silently to the side, watching Drake deal with the Lawsons.

’He also felt that they really did need a woman at home to cook and clean.’

’The three of them were grown men, and their apartment was always a mess. A couple of days ago, Leopold Lowell had eaten something cold, gotten an upset stomach, and thrown up right on his quilt. The duvet cover still hadn’t been washed. It was just lying there, making the whole apartment stink.’

’That Maisie Lynch girl they’d kidnapped refused to do anything. All she did every day was cry and look for ways to fight back. It seemed she really didn’t care about her life anymore. Beating her was useless, so they just had to keep her tied up.’

’If they wanted to find a woman who knew how to serve men, this Yvonne York was without a doubt the most suitable candidate.’

’As for the younger Joyce Lawson, Titus had considered her at first.’

’But Titus was a good judge of character. He had noticed that when Joyce transferred the money to them earlier, she had been remarkably calm and composed, not screaming or panicking at all. A woman like that looked like she wouldn’t be easy to handle!’

’Taking Joyce back would probably be even worse than dealing with Maisie Lynch!’

’Besides...’ Titus narrowed his eyes as he sized up Yvonne. ’She’s in her early forties, has a decent figure, and even though her face is a bit slack... well, with the lights off, all women are the same...’

’If they could get Yvonne to willingly serve the three of them, they could live quite comfortably in this apocalypse.’

Staring at Drake Lowell’s ugly face and yellow teeth right in front of her, Yvonne felt a wave of nausea.

’If I’m taken away by the three of them, I’ll never make it back alive!’

She instinctively turned to look at her husband, Mason Lawson, her gaze pleading for help.

Mason Lawson was still curled up on the floor, his eyes looking somewhat vacant.

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