Chapter 208

Chapter 208 “Hah?” Archie let out a sneer, cutting off Vella’s wish list. “What kind of dream are you living in?”

He gave Vella a once–over, full of disdain. “Who are you calling ‘sis? Dear sister isn’t yours—she’s my sister”

In front of the imposing Archie, Yella shrank back a little but still tried to argue, “What nonsense! She grew up in our house, of course she’s my sister”

It was the first time in years that Yella had called Nyx “sis” Before this, he had always called Nyx by her name, never treating her as family. But now that he needed something, he suddenly started acting like a good brother.

His home had been flooded, and he had been living in a temporary shelter ever since. While there was food and water, life was still tough.

The basic supplies weren’t enough to keep him full. If he wanted to eat more, he had to work for it. He didn’t want to work, as work was just too exhausting.

Nyx lived in such a nice place–surely, she had enough room for one more. He wasn’t even asking to move in, just for some food and drink. So Yella thought his request was reasonable.

With no shame whatsoever, Yella insisted, “No matter what, you ate our family’s food for years. I’m just asking for a little something to cat–is that really too much?”

He could feel Erik and Theon staring at him like he was already a dead man, and his legs trembled uncontrollably in fear.

He thought, ‘It’s okay. These two men dote on Nyx. As long as she is willing, everything could be negotiated!

Yella thus comforted himself, mustering up some courage and pinning his hopes on Nyx. He looked at her expectantly, only to see that her expression was ice–cold.

Nyx had never seen Yella in such a miserable state.

In just a short time, he had turned paler and thinner, his unkempt hair sticking to his face in greasy clumps as if it hadn’t been washed in ages. His clothes were covered in stains, completely devoid of his former arrogance.

He looked pitiful–but Nyx thought he wasn’t worthy of pity.

Nyx withdrew her gaze and spoke indifferently, “I’ve more than paid for all the meals I’ve had at your house with my wages over the years. But the bullying I endured from your family? I don’t think I’ve returned that yet. Want me to do the math for you?

“That guy Fabian came looking for trouble with me before. I heard you had something to do with that?”

She hadn’t even gone after him, yet he had the nerve to show up on his own.

Yella hadn’t expected her to know everything. Panic instantly set in.

He watched in horror as Nyx’s two mates clenched their fists. Their knuckles cracked ominously as they stepped toward him.

“No!” Yella shook his head frantically, stumbling backward. His legs gave out, and he tripped over himself, rolling on the ground as he scrambled away. “It wasn’t me.”

Only now did Yella realize how foolish he had been. The world outside was in chaos. If he died here, no one would even know it.

“I don’t want anything anymore. Just don’t kill me,” He shouted desperately, trying to attract the attention of anyone nearby 1/4 06:46 Fri, 28 Feb MSD.

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+5 -hoping that someone would intervene and stop these terrifying men.

But the surroundings were deathly silent. No one dared to come forward. Even those watching from the shadows only dared to peek, afraid of getting involved and bringing disaster upon themselves.

Yella didn’t dare to look back. He turned and ran as fast as he could, as if monsters were chasing him.

A deafening clap of thunder echoed across the sky.

It had been a month and a half since the last major storm. Though it had been drizzling on and off, the floodwaters had yet to fully recede–and now, the heavens seemed to have opened up once more.

Nyx quickly grabbed her two mates, stopping them from going after Yella. She thought Yella wasn’t worth the hassle.

She persuaded Archie. “You should stay put for now too. Wait until the rain stops.”

The downpour was too heavy. If he left now, his boat could capsize at any moment, and getting soaked in this weather carried the risk of illness.

Listening to the relentless rain, Archie rubbed his hands anxiously but had no choice but to stay. He prayed that this was just a passing storm and that it would end soon, but he had no luck.

By midnight, the rain was still pouring down hard. The water level kept rising, completely cutting off his way home.

Unable to sleep, Archie stared out the window all night. He watched as the floodwaters not only rose back to their previous peak but even threatened to go higher.

The next morning, he sat at the breakfast table with massive dark circles under his eyes, too worried to eat.

“My house might be flooded,” he said in a low voice.

Given the current rainfall, it was unlikely their supplies would survive. He could only hope his parents were safe.

Archie was deeply worried about his parents.

Bruce and Layla were just as concerned about Archie. Before the floodwaters could rise any further, they had made the decisive choice to abandon their home and evacuate with the rescue team.

After settling into a temporary shelter, they had been searching for any sign of Archie.

Usually, when Archie visited Nyx, he was back by evening at the latest. But today, he hadn’t returned–and just happened to get caught in the storm.

“You still haven’t found your son?” A neighbor lady approached Layla.

Their families used to be on the same level financially, but as Bruce’s business grew, their envy turned into thinly veiled flattery.

Now, in the wake of this disaster, it was obvious that the Cook family was doing much better than them, which only deepened the lady’s resentment.

Hearing that Archie had gone missing, she couldn’t help but feel a secret sense of glee.

She thought, ‘Finally, it is the Cook family’s turn to suffer.’

Still, she maintained a concerned façade. “He’s been missing all night? The rescue teams seem to have halted for now. What will you do?”

Layla frowned, “Maybe he’s still at a friend’s place.”

2/4 06:46 Fri, 28 Feb MS D Chapter 208 “That Nyx girl?” The neighbor had been keeping a close eye on the Cook family’s affairs and knew exactly who they were associating with.

She clicked her tongue and shook her head. “That little girl is truly shameless, like an enchantress. Not only did she seduce two foreign men, but ever since your son met her, he’s been completely bewitched, nagging her nonstop.”

“She is my god–daughter,” Layla interrupted. “Archie considers her a friend and enjoys spending time with her. There’s no need to speak so harshly.”

The neighbor lady was caught off guard by the blunt remark, her face stiffening.

Forcing a smile, she turned away and muttered loudly, “Mixing with a woman like that–what good can come of it? He’s practically ruining his own life.”

The Cook family had just one child. The neighbor lady was curious to see how the couple would manage to stay content after the loss of their sole son.

Layla ignored her and went with Bruce to ask the rescue team about the situation, inquiring when the next round of rescue efforts would begin.

The rescuers understood their urgency, but the heavy rain made search efforts extremely difficult. The waters outside were fast–

flowing, and they had to wait for the rain to subside before expanding the search area.

But fate was unkind for them. This time, the rain lasted even longer than before.

The torrential downpour trapped Archie at Nyx’s place for nearly a week.

The floodwaters had even submerged half of the villa district.

Outside, tensions and conflicts kept escalating. People whose homes had been flooded wanted to seek shelter in others‘

houses, but no one was willing to take them in.

Even the kindest souls wouldn’t dare show compassion in such an environment–it would be a death sentence if they did.

Archie leaned against the window, watching the chaos outside with a heavy heart.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire rang out, and his expression darkened.

“Erik!” He scrambled to find Erik and reported, “A group of armed men just arrived–there are so many of them!”

Archie thought he even saw Yella among them.

He muttered to himself, “People say that troublemakers live long lives. That bastard really is hard to kill–he has been out in the storm but somehow survived.”

Yella had even joined this gang of thugs, eagerly leading them forward. “It’s that house up ahead. They have tons of supplies, and two foreign men are supporting one woman.”

Before he could finish speaking, Yella suddenly spotted Erik not far away, and his words died in his throat with a strangled hiccup.

“A foreigner? Is it him?” asked the leader.

Yella’s heart pounded wildly, but hearing the leader’s question, he forced himself to steady his nerves. “Y–yes.”

He thought, ‘What’s there to be afraid of? We have the numbers, and they had guns. Taking down those two men would be a piece of cake!

Yella had already planned how he would exact his revenge on Nyx, grinding his teeth viciously.

3/4 +5 06:46 Fri, 28 Feb MSD Chapter 208 99708 +5 Erik surveyed the corpses strewn across the ground, his brows furrowing. “You people have no regard for law or order.”

Since arriving on Earth, he had encountered many criminals, but this group was undoubtedly among the worst.

Even without the disaster, he believed they were probably already a gang of ruthless outlaws–now, they had become even more brazen, “Law? Order?” The gang leader chuckled, “This world is already in chaos. It’s the perfect time for a reset. Once I establish a new order, my word will be law. And it all starts with taking over this villa district.”

As he spoke, his gaze lingered on Erik, his expression shifting several times as he thought whether to recruit this obviously strong man into his ranks, After some consideration, he raised his gun.

He thought his subordinates could be powerful, but not too powerful–otherwise, they would become a threat to his leadership.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the sky suddenly darkened.

Everyone instinctively looked up. What they expected to be storm clouds turned out to be a colossal mechanical entity, blotting out the sky like a phantom from a sci–fi film–only this was real. It descended slowly, drawing closer.

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