After Roman Rhodes, Winnie Sumrs, and Colin Sumrs left, lody Sumrs and the others moved the three boxes of fruit Roman had brought to the balcony.
This ti, Roman Rhodes had brought a box of apples, a box of pears, and a box of oranges.
He had been very thoughtful, choosing three types of fruit that could all be stored for a long ti.
The low temperature and suitable humidity on the balcony ant that, if nothing went wrong, the fruit would last for two or three months without spoiling!
******
Just as lody Sumrs returned to her bedroom after moving the fruit, Albus imdiately jumped out from the space.
Albus landed on lody Sumrs’s shoulder and said to her happily:
[Host, the Peach Blossom Value is full. You can start unlocking a new area!]
lody Sumrs smiled and rubbed Albus’s head, then held him as she returned to the Arcadian Space.
Inside the Arcadian Space, Leopard was sprawled out on the soft grass, its round belly in the air as it sunbathed.
Seeing lody Sumrs enter the Arcadian Space, it slowly rolled over, stood up, stretched lazily, and walked over to wag its tail at her.
lody Sumrs first picked up her phone to check the e-comrce platform. She had been incredibly busy lately; after dealing with the Hayes Family, she had been preoccupied with moving, so she had temporarily delisted all the items in her shop.
Many buyers had left her ssages, urging her to relist her products as soon as possible.
"User xxx: Boss, why are you closed again? Are you taking 300 days off a year? Hurry up and relist your products!"
"User xxx: Sigh, I’ll be honest, ever since I’ve had your fruits and vegetables, nothing from anywhere else tastes right... When are you going to relist them??"
"User xxx: It’s going to snow soon, and my family is planning to stock up on food for the winter. Can I place a bulk order for fruits and veggies with you? I’ll pay double!"
"User xxx: Hi, Boss. I have a question. Because of the snow, my family moved from our villa to a large apartnt in the city center. But the balconies here are all enclosed. I was wondering, can your drones still make deliveries under these circumstances?"
"..."
lody Sumrs was casually scrolling through the 99 ssages when she suddenly noticed that Paige Walsh’s account had also left her one.
lody Sumrs assud Paige Walsh wanted to ask for her help with pharmaceutical research again, so she quickly tapped on the ssage. She discovered, however, that it had nothing to do with research; Paige was simply expressing her concern.
Paige Walsh reminded lody that a massive, unprecedented blizzard was about to hit the entire globe. This snowfall would be different from any before it and was expected to last a very long ti. She asked lody if she needed any help.
Paige said that if lody needed help, she should be sure to contact her. She could provide lody with a new place to live and help her prepare all the food and other supplies she might need.
lody Sumrs didn’t expect Paige Walsh to still be concerned about her. She was a little touched and typed back a reply: "Thank you for your concern. Everything is fine on my end, and I don’t need any help for now."
Putting her phone away, lody Sumrs ran to the lakeshore dock and began to refuel the yacht.
Watching barrel after barrel of fuel being poured into the massive tank, lody felt her heart bleed at the cost.
Based on her last trip, a round trip in the yacht at low speed took about seven or eight hours and consud roughly one to two thousand liters of fuel.
If she sped up and cut the voyage down to three or four hours, the fuel consumption would definitely exceed two thousand liters!
It was only the second year of the apocalypse, and she had already used up about half the fuel she had stockpiled before the disasters began...
’Looks like I’ll have to find a way to replenish my fuel reserves.’
lody planned to order so gasoline and diesel online after her return trip. Even though the prices were already astronomical, it was still better than not being able to buy any at all.
After filling the yacht’s tank, lody Sumrs picked up Albus, sat down in the cockpit, and prepared to set sail!
******
「anwhile, in a duplex presidential suite at The Nimbus Hotel.」
Paige Walsh sat on a plush sofa in the middle of the suite’s living room, periodically pulling out her phone to check her ssages.
Finally, a notification chid. Seeing the reply from lody, she let out a sigh of relief.
Zane Simmons sat beside her. Watching his mother’s worried expression, he said with a hint of jealousy, "Mom, why are you so concerned about a complete stranger? You’ve never been this worried about !"
For the past few days, Paige Walsh had been telling him how she was worried the owner of The Arcadia Store would have nowhere to live once the blizzard hit.
Paige wanted to help her arrange for housing and also set her up with so necessary winter supplies.
After all, in her view, the owner of The Arcadia Store ran a produce shop, so she must live on a farm, not in the city.
If a massive blizzard hit, survival conditions on a farm could beco extrely difficult.
And so, for the past few days, Paige Walsh had been glued to her phone, waiting for a reply from the owner of The Arcadia Store.
The more Zane Simmons thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt!
For years, Paige Walsh had been completely absorbed in her scientific research and the operation of her institute, rarely showing concern for anyone else.
This was the first ti she had ever shown so much concern for a single person!
Even he, her own son, had never received such treatnt!
Paige Walsh shot Zane Simmons a look and retorted, "If you had even a tenth of her ability, I’d be just as concerned about you!"
Although Paige Walsh didn’t know who exactly ran The Arcadia Shop, she had keenly sensed from their previous interactions that the owner was likely a fairly young woman.
In fact, she was probably about the sa age as her own son, Zane Simmons!
At this thought, Paige Walsh couldn’t help but sigh to herself.
’Both are young people of this era,’ Paige thought. ’The owner of The Arcadia Shop is helping the country with scientific research, while my own son is just a good-for-nothing heir, idling his life away.’
The entire Simmons Family had co to The Nimbus Hotel to take shelter from the snowstorm, and Zane Simmons had even brought the sisters Joanne and Lucy White along.
The arrangent was highly improper, and she could only imagine how many people were secretly laughing at the spectacle.
Just thinking about Zane Simmons’s carefree, devil-may-care attitude all day was enough to irritate Paige!
Zane Simmons groaned and complained in a disgruntled tone, "Mom! How can you say that? I’ve been working really hard lately!"
He might seem like a flippant playboy, but he was never careless when it ca to company business!
Before Paige Walsh could respond, Zane’s father, Bernard Simmons, ca smiling down the stairs. "That’s right, I can vouch for him. Our son has been very dedicated to the company these last couple of years. Paige, you shouldn’t always be so hard on the boy!"
At the sight of her nominal husband, Paige Walsh’s expression instantly turned cold.
The reason was simple: both before and after their marriage, Bernard Simmons had a never-ending parade of won by his side.
If it weren’t for the shared interests of the Simmons and Walsh Families, Paige Walsh would never have continued this marriage of convenience.
To others, Bernard Simmons was a handso and wealthy tycoon. But in Paige Walsh’s eyes, he was nothing more than a walking biological weapon of venereal disease.
Her years of loathing had reached the point where the re sight of this man nauseated her.
She wasn’t even willing to put on the most basic act of a harmonious couple for Bernard Simmons’s sake. They weren’t just estranged in spirit; they didn’t even bother keeping up appearances.
If not for the fact that this presidential suite at The Nimbus Hotel was the most suitable shelter for the impending blizzard—and, to a lesser extent, to spare her son Zane’s feelings—Paige Walsh would never have been willing to stay under the sa roof as him.
Thankfully, the presidential suite was a duplex with plenty of rooms. Otherwise, Paige Walsh would never have agreed to stay here.
As Bernard Simmons ca smiling down the stairs, Paige rely shot him a cold sneer before turning and walking away.
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