Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse

Chapter 522: Chapter 522: A Dog-Blood Drama

Upon hearing this, Melody Summers scoffed again and said faintly, "...What else could I be thinking..."

’Of course, I’m thinking about how to break up this potential marriage by any means necessary!’

From her observations over the past few days, Melody Summers could tell that Roman Rhodes was the one eagerly pursuing the matter, while Winnie Summers’s attitude toward him had always been lukewarm.

Since that was the case, Melody Summers naturally chose to nip it in the bud and find a way to stop their relationship before it could develop any further.

However, Winnie Summers hadn’t brought it up with Melody Summers, and Melody hadn’t figured out how to broach the subject either.

Furthermore, Winnie Summers had been busy with work in the reconstruction zone lately, often leaving early and returning late. She wasn’t even home for her meals, so Melody Summers hadn’t found a chance to talk to her about it.

Perhaps sensing Melody Summers’s thoughts, Sophie Thorne thought, ’This is bad.’ Her eyes darted as she quickly tried to put in a good word for Roman Rhodes. "Actually, Mr. Rhodes has been single for so many years, and I see Miss Summers is on her own too. It would be a good thing if they could get together. At least they’d have someone to keep them company and wouldn’t be lonely in their later years..."

Before Sophie Thorne could finish, Melody Summers cut her off decisively. "She won’t be lonely. My mom has me to keep her company!"

Melody Summers had no plans to get married. In another twenty years, Winnie Summers would be retired, and Melody could use her space to achieve financial freedom. By then, the cataclysm would be over, and the two of them could travel the world, experience local life, and there would be no chance of loneliness.

Sophie Thorne was rendered speechless for a moment. She tried to persuade her from another angle, "If they really get together, we’ll be family! Isn’t that a good thing?"

Hearing Sophie Thorne say this, Melody Summers grew even more perplexed. She retorted in surprise, "How is that a good thing? Think about it. Right now, we’re just friends, plain and simple. But if my mom gets together with Ronan Rhodes’s uncle, the situation will become incredibly awkward..."

"You’ll be the high-society daughter-in-law, and I’ll be the unrelated daughter brought along by your new aunt-in-law. That’s a classic soap opera setup!"

"You’ve read those kinds of trashy novels, right? They’re all about scheming and backstabbing. Based on our character archetypes, we’d be fated to fight to the death! I’m begging you, please don’t let our pure friendship turn sour, okay?"

Sophie Thorne was utterly dumbfounded by Melody Summers’s words!

’What in the world is she talking about?’

’She’s clearly read too many novels!’

Sophie Thorne wanted to try persuading her again, but Melody Summers looked like she didn’t want to hear another word. She covered her ears and said, "Alright, alright, stop talking about it. Just do it for the sake of our precarious friendship."

Seeing her act like this, Sophie Thorne knew she didn’t want to discuss the topic for the time being and didn’t press the issue. It wouldn’t be good if she really pushed her too far and caused resentment.

So, she changed the subject. "Okay, I won’t talk about this anymore. I actually came over today to tell you that I’m having a party at the end of the month. You should come hang out if you have time!"

The moment Melody Summers heard the name "Rhodes," she became wary and was about to say no. But on second thought, she had just asked Sophie Thorne for help with job-related matters, so it wouldn’t be right to refuse her so bluntly.

So she nodded and agreed.

...

After seeing Sophie Thorne off, Melody Summers put the glass tank containing the Blue Scale Prawns into her space and went upstairs to her room.

In the room, Nina Summers was sitting at the computer editing her resume, an expression of utter frustration on her face.

Seeing Nina Summers looking like she was about to cry, Melody Summers asked in surprise, "What’s wrong with you? Why the long face? ...Don’t you want to go out and get a job?"

It wasn’t that Melody Summers looked down on Nina Summers for being a freeloader and was forcing her to find a job, but rather—

The cataclysm would end sooner or later, and society would eventually return to normal. Given Nina Summers’s current situation—her mother deceased, her father and stepmother eyeing her covetously, and two younger brothers waiting to take a chunk out of her...

Her best option was to find a stable job and build her own social network. That was the only way to secure her future.

Nina Summers quickly shook her head and replied, "It’s not that I don’t want to work. I really, really want to find a job, but... I just don’t think I’m good enough..."

As she spoke, Nina Summers pointed to the computer screen, which showed the list of previously hired candidates for the two positions Sophie Thorne had mentioned.

Pointing at the screen with a miserable look on her face, Nina Summers said, "Melody, look at the people who were hired. They were either managers at Fortune 500 companies, senior national engineers, or had PhDs from Ivy League schools... At my level, I really don’t stand a chance..."

Just imagining herself interviewing alongside these elites made Nina Summers so nervous her palms started to sweat!

’Wouldn’t I just be humiliating myself?’

’With my qualifications, I’m not even worthy of carrying their shoes!’

Melody Summers patted Nina Summers’s shoulder comfortingly and encouraged her, "Since the opportunity is right in front of you, you have to at least try for it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t get hired. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself. Just get your resume ready for now."

Nina Summers took a deep breath, the gloom on her face deepening. She wanted to say that the resume was her biggest headache. She had no idea what to write. She had zero work experience, hadn’t even had a part-time job in college, and really had nothing to put on it.

But she didn’t want to worry Melody Summers, so she could only force herself to put on a brave face and start searching for a suitable template...

******

「At almost the same moment, in the Walsh Villa next door.」

Caleb Summers was prostrated on the floor in a pathetic state, kowtowing repeatedly to the women at the mahjong table in front of him. He kept muttering the same thing over and over like a mantra:

"I, Caleb Summers, am a worm, a piece of trash, an animal. I beg you, Miss Walsh, please be merciful and spare me..."

"I, Caleb Summers, am a worm, a piece of trash, an animal. I beg you, Miss Walsh, please be merciful and spare me..."

Caleb Summers repeated this phrase endlessly, like a human broken record, but the women at the mahjong table didn’t even glance at him, simply continuing with their game.

"One Bam!"

"Red Dragon!"

"Pong!"

"White Dragon!"

"Two Dots!"

"Mahjong!"

Joy Jennings gleefully pushed her tiles forward and smiled at the others at the table. "I won again! Pay up, ladies!"

Seeing this, Autumn Sawyer at her side quickly offered a smiling compliment, "Miss Jennings, your luck is incredible! You’ve won three hands in a row now. Anyone else would never have such a lucky streak!"

Kylie Walsh also laughed and said, "It’s true. Joy’s luck is just that good."

Zara Walsh, however, just clicked her tongue. She looked at the gleeful Joy Jennings collecting her winnings and said, "Nope, not happening. One more round. I refuse to believe it. I’m definitely going to beat you this time!"

Although Zara Walsh’s tone was one of playful complaint, her eyes were filled with amusement.

Joy Jennings and Yuri Walsh’s wedding was approaching, and their two families had many future collaborations planned. The Walsh Family was very pleased with their prospective daughter-in-law. Ever since Joy Jennings moved from the city center to the North District, Zara and Kylie Walsh would invite her over for mahjong from time to time to build their relationship.