18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 274

The smell was so pungent it was unbearable, the sight was even more nauseating. Bran had to cover his nose and keep a distance.

Seeing his repulsed expression, Julia felt like dying. Worse, she couldn't even struggle as Stella had her pinned down.

Wearing a filtered mask, Bran cautiously approached. He had just gotten a new pair of slippers and didn't want to dirty them. As the president of the Homeowners Association, it was his duty to mediate the conflicts between the homeowners. "Are we going to settle this privately, or should I call the police?"

Once the police were involved, things would get out of hand. Tracy didn't want that. "Bran, there's been a misunderstanding."

Bran turned to Stella, "And you?"

Stella was confident that the Riley family didn't want to involve the police. She coldly replied, "We can settle this privately, but she has to clean my front door. With her tongue."

"Come on, it's wrong for her to vandalize your door, but look at how badly you've beaten her. Show some mercy."

"If I spare her, who will spare me in the future?"

Bran confidently reassured her, "I will. I'm the president of the Homeowners Association now. If anyone dares to bully you, come to me."

Stella refused, "I don't trust you."

"Stella," Bran sighed, "come on."

Bran's sincerity almost made Stella burst into laughter. It was rare to see the spoiled brat acting humble. Well, you live and you learn.

Since Bran had given her the chance, Stella decided to let it go. "Fine, I'll let it go this time. But if anyone dares to mess with me again, they won't get off as easily."

So, the security dispersed the crowd and Bran had Tracy arrange for someone to clean the front door of building 50. After that, Bran fled the scene, afraid of being contaminated by Julia’s filth.

Julia watched him leave, crying her heart out. At that moment, she knew that she and Bran would never be together. It was all Stella's fault. Julia would get her revenge.

Tracy looked at Stella with a complex expression, then quickly led her daughter home.

On the way, Julia was crying and vomiting. "Mom, what do we do now? I don't even want to live anymore."

Tracy remained silent, lost in her own thoughts.

"Mom, are you listening to me? Do you despise me too?"

"Julia, stay in the house for a while. Don't go anywhere. People have short memories. In a few months, everything will be forgotten."

When Bran got home, he couldn't hide his joy. "Dad, do you know what happened?"

Shane shot his useless son a sidelong glance. "Did you mess with those people in building 50 again?"

"It was the Riley family. Julia commanded her people to vandalize building 50, but they got caught. She was beaten and forced to clean up the mess with her tongue."

Bran was beyond pleased. "Dad, do you want a daughter-in-law who eats shit? Don't try to match me with Julia anymore. Just the thought of her makes me want to puke."

Shane stared at him, speechless.

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Stella, Jasper, Rosie, and Cooper sat in the car, watching the Riley's servants repeatedly clean the front door.

Stella was picky, making them clean the door with detergent, dish soap, and air freshener, over and over again. Only when she was sure there was no foul smell did she let them go.

When they got home, they all took a thorough bath.

When Jasper came out of the bathroom, he found Stella drinking in their room. There were two empty beer bottles on the table, and she was drinking vodka straight from the bottle.