Upgraded Space Thrive in Apocalypse Reborn (caroline) novel Chapter 92

**Doomsday Rebirth 92**

**Chapter 92: She Begs Him**

In the dim light of the makeshift shelter, tension hung thick in the air like a storm cloud ready to burst. A group of younger survivors, their patience worn thin by Bethany’s incessant complaints and demands, finally reached their breaking point. Their frustration boiled over, and in a flurry of reckless energy, they pounced on her.

With a savage pull, they yanked at her hair, their fingers tangling in the strands as they tore at her clothes. A few kicks landed with brutal precision, each one a reminder of their pent-up anger. Bethany had just finished a meager meal, but the violence was so sudden and intense that her stomach heaved, and she vomited the scant food back up, splattering it across the floor.

Among the chaos, another woman stood out—Erica Moore, the property manager known for her unwavering kindness. She had always been the one to lend a helping hand, and as a result, most of the community placed their trust in her. Beside her was her husband, Charlie Lynch, whose loyalty to Erica was as steadfast as a lighthouse in a storm.

But in that moment, all Charlie could see was the sight of Erica being knocked to the ground, clutching her stomach in distress. Caught in the crossfire of the brawl, she had become an unintended casualty, and a wave of fury surged through Charlie. His heart raced as he shook with anger, every fiber of his being urging him to protect her. He charged forward, ready to confront the men who had already been pulled apart, his fists clenched and his resolve unyielding.

Fortunately, a few level-headed individuals intervened, stepping in to block access to the dwindling government supplies. Their voices rose above the din, demanding calm. “Hold on! Let’s settle this rationally. We’ll divide the supplies once everyone has calmed down!” they urged, trying to restore order amidst the chaos.

Meanwhile, Caroline leaned against the wall, her arms crossed, absorbing the chaos above her like a spectator at a particularly gripping play. Her attention was suddenly drawn to the figure of Reese making her way down the stairs.

In stark contrast to Jonathan, who appeared disheveled and worn, Reese looked surprisingly composed, her hair neatly arranged and her complexion vibrant. Caroline couldn’t help but smirk, intrigued by what kind of performance Reese would attempt this time.

Yet, instead of directing her energy toward Caroline, Reese made a beeline for Tyler. She halted right in front of him, her features crumpling as tears streamed down her cheeks. Dropping to her knees, she uttered a desperate plea, “Tyler, I’m pregnant with Jonathan’s child. Please, I beg you, help us—for the sake of the Lowlands’ future heir.”

Caroline raised an eyebrow, skepticism flooding her thoughts. Something felt amiss. In her previous life, Reese had never been pregnant. What game was she playing now?

Tyler’s expression remained icy, his gaze fixed on Reese like a predator sizing up its prey. Under the weight of his stare, she felt a shiver run down her spine. She was painfully aware that Jonathan’s uncle was no ordinary man; his reputation loomed large over the remnants of their fractured society.

Having been close to Jonathan, Reese had absorbed countless whispers about Tyler’s past. Secrets that outsiders could only speculate about. His mother, an heiress at just nineteen, had been ensnared by the charms of Desmond, Tyler’s father. The scandal that erupted had sent shockwaves through their community, with everyone believing Patricia had managed the situation, silencing the “mistress” and putting Desmond in his rightful place.

Yet, the reality was far more complex. The Lowlands had suffered significantly, with Tyler’s mother’s family pulling her away to preserve her reputation while subtly applying pressure on the Lowlands from the shadows. Over time, the once-mighty Lowlands had weakened, their power eroded by the relentless strain exerted by Tyler’s maternal lineage.

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