Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 549

Chapter 549: Chapter 549: How Could You Be Reborn?

Cindy Hughes paused for a moment, then smiled faintly. "I must have been mistaken," she replied in a soft, delicate voice.

Joy Jennings didn’t press the issue. After a bit more small talk, she made a suggestion. "Auntie, since you’ve just arrived in Anworth and don’t have many relatives or friends here, you must be bored, right? There’s a party at the end of the month. Why don’t you come along?"

Cindy Hughes opened her mouth as if to say something, but as soon as she began, her brow creased, and she couldn’t stop herself from covering her mouth and coughing.

"COUGH COUGH, COUGH COUGH..."

After a few coughs, Cindy Hughes sighed with a look of resignation. "Joy, thank you for the invitation, but I’m afraid I haven’t been feeling well lately, so I’ll have to pass."

The moment she finished speaking, Cindy Hughes clutched her chest and began to cough again, this time in short, sporadic bursts.

Joy Jennings patted Cindy Hughes’s back to help her catch her breath, marveling to herself. ’I knew my aunt’s health was poor, but I never expected it to be this bad!’

’She can barely say a few words without coughing for several minutes. She’s like a porcelain doll; a single gust of wind could shatter her!’

Given the circumstances, Joy Jennings had no choice but to drop the idea of inviting Cindy Hughes to the party. If something were to happen to her while she was out, Joy couldn’t bear the responsibility.

Joy Jennings chatted with Cindy Hughes for a little while longer before getting up to take her leave.

After Joy Jennings left, Cindy Hughes glanced at the housekeeper beside her and asked with feigned casualness, "I hear... you used to work for the Walsh family?"

"Yes, ma’am," the housekeeper replied respectfully. Assuming Cindy Hughes was interested in the Walsh family, she added, "I used to work for them. It’s quite a coincidence, actually. The young master of the Walsh family is engaged to our Miss Joy."

Cindy Hughes nodded. "Since you’re from Anworth and have worked for many wealthy families, you must be quite familiar with the city’s high society, right?"

The housekeeper slapped her thigh with a grin. "Oh, you bet, ma’am! To be honest, I’ve been a housekeeper in Anworth for over twenty years. I’ve worked for so many wealthy families, I couldn’t be more familiar with it all!"

Cindy Hughes gave a faint smile, then lifted her bowl and took a delicate sip of ginseng soup.

After a long moment, she set down the white porcelain bowl, looked up at the housekeeper, and said softly, "I’ve heard... there’s a family in Anworth, the Lancasters, who are in the tourism business. I wonder, have you ever heard of them...?"

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Meanwhile, Melody Summers led Robert Lancaster and Elaine Hughes to Apartment 1603 in Building 4.

This was the same apartment Melody had rented to Titus Lowell and his brothers. Leopold Lowell, one of the brothers, had died right here. Disgusted by the fact that someone had died in it, Melody hadn’t returned since the day she’d dealt with them.

A fine layer of dust coated everything. The apartment had been vacant for a long time, and the lack of inhabitants combined with the gloomy, rainy weather had left a heavy, musty odor in the air.

But Robert Lancaster and Elaine Hughes were in no position to be picky. They wandered through the apartment with delight, their eyes shining with something that looked like hope.

Compared to the low-income housing and the underground parking garage they had been living in, this apartment was practically paradise.

Elaine Hughes ran a hand over the soft sofa, her heart swelling with emotion. ’Our miserable days are finally over! Things are finally looking up!’

At this thought, she looked up at Melody Summers, her face beaming. "Daughter, this is a nice place you have. It’s a little small, but it’s just right for your father and me... Oh, by the way, we haven’t eaten all day. Hurry up and get us something to eat..."

Before Elaine Hughes could finish, Melody Summers cut her off. "This apartment isn’t for you to live in."

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