Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Why Should She Take the Loss?

Chapter 93 Why Should She Take the Loss?

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Tyler had nothing to do with Reese at first. Now he was being blamed for watching her die and doing nothing.

He barely opened his eyes. “It’s not my problem.”

Caroline couldn’t help it and burst out laughing.

Reese’s face flushed, then went pale from being laughed at.

From the moment she’d seen Caroline, jealousy had twisted Reese’s face.

Caroline stayed calm and beautiful.

Even in the apocalypse, she still managed to look put together: clean clothes, neat hair, a faint soap smell. Her skin looked cared for, her brows and eyes perfectly shaped.

It drove Reese crazy with envy.

Especially when Caroline stood next to Tyler–they looked like they belonged together.

Reese wanted to rush up and tear Caroline apart, but she couldn’t.

All she could do was clench her fists and grit her teeth in humiliation.

Don’t get cocky. I’ll win soon enough!

Caroline noticed the hate in Reese’s eyes and sneered inside.

It’s almost time. Your days are numbered.

She also remembered the authorities were planning to make a major move in the next few days.

After that, everything would fall apart. It’d be the end for a lot of them.

None of those bastards would get away with it then.

“Hey, you all. Come up here for a sec.”

Suddenly, the skylight door opened. Erica stepped out, motioning for everyone to come up.

People climbed up, leaving Raven downstairs to guard the place.

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Chapter 93 Why Should She Take the Loss?

When they reached the roof, they saw the supplies already split up.

Everyone on the roof was holding their shares.

But the three from the 66th floor got nothing.

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Erica held three packs of compressed biscuits and three water bottles awkwardly as she walked over to Caroline’s group. “Um, because of what happened earlier…

She glanced at Bethany, who stood nearby with torn clothes and bruises.

“Because of some stuff, our little supplies took a hit. You guys look like the healthiest people here. I figured you could handle yourselves. So…

”

Caroline raised an eyebrow and gave Erica a cold, mocking look.

Erica put on an act, smiling like she was being all fair and reasonable. In truth, she was setting Caroline and the others up to take the loss quietly.

So because Bethany trashed some supplies earlier, the 66th–floor residents were supposed to get less? They wanted them to give up their share?

Caroline didn’t care about those supplies. She wouldn’t touch those nasty compressed biscuits

anyway.

But why should she be the one to take the hit?

Why pay for someone else’s screw–up?

Just then, Bethany, who’d just gotten roughed up, snapped in a nasty, sarcastic tone, “Oh, you don’t even want this? Not good enough for you three? You’ve even got enough to feed a big dog like that. Guess you must have a whole stash of food and drinks hidden away! If you don’t want it, give it to someone else. This is life–saving for the rest of us!”

Caroline actually laughed out loud.

If you’d stayed quiet, I might’ve let you slide. But since you had to mouth off, I’ll deal with you first!

She walked up to Bethany, snatched the bag from her hands, and tossed it off the roof.

Bethany lunged, ready to fight, but Caroline stepped back and kicked her hard in the knee. Bethany fell forward, face–first into the dirt.

“You made the mess, so you fix it. I’m not your babysitter.

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