Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 523

Chapter 523: Chapter 523: Groveling

Zara Walsh was about to shuffle the tiles, but Joy Jennings just smiled, shook her head, and said, "Not today. I have plans with my brother. Let’s play again some other time."

The others at the mahjong table heard her and didn’t press her to stay. They all smiled and said their goodbyes as Joy Jennings stood up and walked away, her kitten heels clicking on the floor.

As she passed by Caleb Summers, Joy Jennings didn’t even spare him a glance, as if she were completely used to such scenes.

Caleb Summers didn’t dare to stop for even a moment. He continued his robotic kowtowing and begging, chanting over and over, "I, Caleb Summers, am a worthless grandson. I’m a turtle, a beast. Please, Miss Walsh, be merciful and let me go..."

"I, Caleb Summers, am a worthless grandson. I’m a turtle, a beast. Please, Miss Walsh, be merciful and let me go..."

Without the clatter of mahjong tiles, Caleb Summers’s pleading became much clearer. His voice, mingled with the sound of the wind and rain outside, drifted through the living room, creating a rather eerie atmosphere.

After watching Joy Jennings leave the villa, Zara Walsh glanced coolly at Caleb Summers and said in a cold voice, "Alright! Stop kowtowing. Come over here and talk."

Hearing her voice was like receiving a pardon for Caleb Summers. ’Miss Walsh is finally speaking to me!’

He’d been kneeling and kowtowing for over half an hour. His back felt like it was about to break!

Just as Caleb Summers struggled to straighten up, about to get to his feet, he heard Zara Walsh’s cold voice again. "Who gave you permission to stand?"

Hearing this, Caleb Summers’s knees went weak with fear, and he immediately dropped back down.

He looked up at Zara Walsh, at a complete loss. "...I-I thought Miss Walsh told me to come over..."

’How am I supposed to go over there if I don’t stand up?’

Zara Walsh snorted. Her voice dripped with pure malice as she enunciated each word, "On your knees. Crawl over here."

The moment Zara Walsh finished speaking, the expression on Caleb Summers’s face froze.

’This is blatant humiliation!’

’A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, being humiliated like this by a woman in her twenties. Who could possibly accept this?’

A flicker of humiliation and resistance appeared in Caleb Summers’s eyes, but it lasted only a second. The next moment, he plastered a sycophantic smile back on his face and said fawningly to Zara Walsh, "Yes, yes, of course. I’ll crawl right over..."

As he spoke, he crawled on his knees to Zara Walsh’s feet like a dog.

Seeing Caleb Summers in such a state, Autumn Sawyer, who was standing to the side, couldn’t help but let out a snicker. Zara Walsh also curled her lips into a pleased smile.

’I really didn’t expect this... Both the sisters, Melody and Nina Summers, are tough nuts to crack. I thought their father, Caleb Summers, would also be one of those unbending, formidable types. But it turns out he’s completely spineless, with no backbone at all.’

’But, this is how it should be!’

Zara Walsh thought with great satisfaction. ’People from the lower rungs of society should be like ants, prostrating themselves before me. With a mere lift of my finger, I can make these ants wish they were dead.’

Caleb Summers crawled next to Zara Walsh and remained kneeling, not daring to stand. He pleaded with her, "Miss Walsh, you see, this whole thing has been a misunderstanding. I never said anything about replacing Director Walsh. Please, I beg you, be merciful and let us go!"

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