Chapter 495 Chocte and Spite

    She wanted the food, but she wasn’t stupid.

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    This was about their camp’s core supplies–she couldn’t just blurt it out. If these outsiders knew what they had, they might take it all.

    Theresa quietly added another chocte bar.

    “We grow some of our own,” the woman said quickly. “There’s a convenience store and two fast–food ces downstairs. We gathered everything we could–there were potatoes and bean sprouts, so we saved some and nted them. Been eating from that ever since.”

    “How do you grow anything? Where’d you get soil?”

    “Every office had a few potted nts. We took all of them and used the soil for nting.”

    “And the water?”

    The woman lifted her head. “Add one more.”

    Theresa gave her two.

    The woman’s face lit up, and the words tumbled out. “We’ve got a water–based ability user–she’s the one who just brought you water, that deadpan–faced one. She awakened right at the start, but she’s weak. She can only make enough for us to drink and cook, not even enough for a bath.”

    Theresa had most of what she needed. She handed over all four bars.

    The group, it turned out, had been staff in this building before the apocalypse–fifteen survivors in all. Trapped in the mall when it began, they’d managed to scrape by thanks to the small number of people and the supplies they’d hoarded.

    Looking at them nowi, /ifood and water weren’t their main problem.

    The woman took the chocte with a bigger smile, leaning closer. “There’s more I can tell you. Give me another one?”

    Theresa raised a brow. “Let’s hear it first.”

    The woman sat cross–legged in front of her like she was ready to spill everything. “Let’s start with the deadpan one–Juno Zuberi. She used to be the art director at apany on the 15th floor. Samepany as our leader, Desmond Trask.

    “Back then, they were a couple. Buy when the apocalypse hit and we all holed up here, Zuberi refused to let bhim /btouch her. Broke up with him, t–out. I think she’s crazy–end of the world, and she’s still being picky with her boyfriend. If she weren’t a water ability user, Desmond would’ve kicked her out long ago.

    “And she’s a sly little tramp, Pretends to be cold and quiet, but she’s great at stringing men along. Keeps Desmond hanging while also teasing other guys here. The Wilde brothers even fought over her once.

    “Matthew Steele and Oakley Crown have both snuck her gifts at night. The next day, their girlfriends came to beat her up. If Desmond hadn’t stepped in, she’d have been tossed out.

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    “She just relies on her looks. Those men are blind. Me? I wouldn’t touch her. But them? They all chase after that deadpan–faced b*tch.”

    Cecilia Leir’s expression twisted with jealousy. “If I had that face…”

    “Cecilia! What the hell are you doing?” A gruff voice barked from outside.

    Cecilia froze mid–sentence and looked at Theresa. “I’ll tell you the restter. Give me one first.”

    Theresa tossed her another chocte bar. Cecilia clutched her prize and headed out–only to be stopped at the door by a man.

    Theresa heard the raised voices. Then, Cecilia was dragged back by the leg, the five bars she’d stashed spilling onto the floor.

    “Matthew! Oakley! That’s mine! You can’t take it!” she shouted, scrambling to shield the chocte.

    “There’s no such thing as iyours /ihere,” Matthew sneered, scooping the bars off the ground.

    Cecilia lunged at his leg. “Give it back! I’ll do anythinge to my room tonight, just give it back—”

    “You’re not Juno. Dream on.” Matthew kicked her away, leaving with Oakley and their loot. On their way up, they called to two others. “Wesley! Eli! Keep watch here. Don’t let her back in.”

    Empty–handed, Cecilia sat in the stairwell clutching her stomach. People passed by without a nce- until one woman stopped beside her.

    “Can you walk?”

    Cecilia looked up into Juno’s face. Hatred flickered in her eyes. She took the offered hand–and shoved Juno down the stairs.

    “Juno!”

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