Evening twilight gilded the Miami skyline.
The tropical sun in the fall and winter seasons was still blazing, pouring down on the top floor of the downtown high-rise like a sparkling jewel in the crown of the city.
The top-floor duplex apartment, worth over ten million US dollars, was originally a secret asset of the Chris Clan, managed under an offshore shell company.
After Zhou Qingfeng seized Old Chris’s encrypted hard drive and secret notebook, he successfully claimed this valuable property for himself.
At this moment, he was lounging on the soft sofa in the living room, leisurely watching the news on the wall screen...
After the Chris family’s illicit business was exposed, the illegal human experiments by ’Apocalypse Creatures’ couldn’t be hidden, causing worldwide outrage.
The apartment had an indoor heated pool, where a voluptuous figure swam back and forth in the dense steam.
Kelly swam through the artificial waves, her graceful figure faintly discernible under the water, like a nimble mermaid.
When she got tired, she suddenly pushed herself up, grabbed the handrail to get to the poolside, and casually picked up a towel, lazily wiping her hair and then wrapping it around her curvaceous chest, waist, and hips.
Water droplets slid down her calves, leaving a reflective trail on the floor as she walked through the apartment corridor toward the living room.
In the kitchen, busy with the aroma of roasting meat, Julia and two maids were preparing dinner in the dining room.
After being rescued, the mother and daughter stayed in the hospital for two or three days. Apart from the handcuff marks, their bodies were fine.
After being discharged, with Kongges in police custody and their White Beach Town residence constantly harassed by the media and neighbors, the mother and daughter moved to Zhou Qingfeng’s place, unknowingly staying for almost half a month.
Selena carried a portion of mango pudding she had made herself to the living room, saying, "Victor, try what I made."
At this moment, Kelly, wrapped in a towel, sauntered over slowly. Her hair was still damp, and a few strands clung to her bare shoulders.
Seeing the pudding being handed to Zhou Qingfeng, she coolly said, "I want some too."
Selena pouted, thinking, "This isn’t for you."
Zhou Qingfeng handed the plate to Kelly. Kelly tightened her towel, indicating her hands were full, and tilted her head, saying, "Feed me."
Kelly had helped Zhou Qingfeng get the lottery money in advance, which was crucial timing.
Thus, for Kelly’s eccentricities, Zhou Qingfeng could be infinitely tolerant. He picked up a fork and stabbed a piece of mango pudding.
Kelly was still not satisfied, shaking her head and whispering, "No, I want you to feed me with your hand."
Zhou Qingfeng was slightly stunned but subconsciously fulfilled Kelly’s request, pinching a piece of mango pudding with his fingers and slowly handing it over.
Kelly opened her lips and, as she ate the pudding, her red lips even wrapped around Zhou Qingfeng’s fingers, her warm tongue licking back and forth.
She kept licking, her eyes focused on Zhou Qingfeng, until the pudding in her mouth completely melted. Her expression was clearly cold, yet extremely ambiguous, not caring about anything around.
Selena was right next to them, her forehead almost bursting with anger, wishing to transform into a wildcat to attack.
She had always been confident in her youthful vitality, but at this moment, facing the lascivious woman, she felt for the first time that she had no advantage.
"Come to my room in five minutes."
Kelly could say the hottest words with the coldest tone. She suddenly threw away her towel, unabashedly naked, swaying her hips and striding away.
This scene stunned Selena in place, her eyes wide like brass bells, her face full of shock and anger. In seducing men, her pure strategy could never match these lethal moves.
Julia heard the commotion from the dining room, couldn’t help but come to take a look, and immediately understood that her daughter alone was no match for this cold and enchanting rich woman.
On the balcony of the luxury apartment, Old Hammer was drowsy.
After eliminating the Chris Clan, Zhou Qingfeng found out this guy had escaped from a nursing home.
He clearly had dementia, with episodes once or twice a day, each time his memory resetting, leaving him unaware of his surroundings.
But he refused to return to the nursing home.
Considering Hammer had also been a great help, Zhou Qingfeng decided to keep the old man at his place, hiring a caregiver to take care of him.
Zhou Qingfeng approached with the mango pudding, seeing the old man’s eyes clouded, he reminded, "Look at your phone, there’s your memo in it."
"No, no, no..." Hammer shook his head, "I’m not having an episode now, I haven’t lost my memory. I just feel like I’ve forgotten something important."
"You forget a lot of things," Zhou Qingfeng retorted.
The old man had a wealth of experience, connections, and knowledge. If it weren’t for his frequent memory loss, he would have been a tremendous help.
But the frequent amnesia was truly a pain.
Hammer continued shaking his head, "I was sitting on the balcony, feeling the breeze, basking in the sun, and some memory fragments flashed through my relaxed mind.
I have something very important to do, something that made me leave the nursing home. I wander around because of it, but I just can’t remember."
The old man sighed deeply, distressed, "What exactly have I forgotten?"
Zhou Qingfeng felt quite sympathetic for Hammer. His reborn self would recall many past events, yet had also forgotten a lot.
Some people thought that the apocalypse would mean anarchy, a chance to change fate, do whatever they wanted — but that was far from the truth.
In reality, the apocalypse meant no food, no clothing, no safety, like Gaza occupied by ’the Sheathed Ones’ — it was a living hell.