Delicious young lady

Just when Eugene thought she had turned into a statue, Cathy finally squeezed out a word, "Okay."

Heh heh.

Eugene, behind the screen, retrieved a few dishes from another dimension, with meat, vegetables, soup, and a bowl of rice. He called Cathy over, and when this charming and enchanting young woman saw the spread, she couldn't help but lick her lips.

Hungry.

"Eat," Eugene said.

Cathy's voluptuous body couldn't help but tremble at Eugene's reminder of the price she had to pay for this meal. Still, she was really thirsty and hungry.

She walked over silently, took a bottle of water, and started drinking.

Eugene wasn't in a hurry, sitting beside her, casually scrolling through his phone. The internet was full of anxiety; not all places had blackouts, but most did. What to do in such a situation?

After a long while of browsing, he heard a satisfied burp.

Eugene looked up at Cathy, who was blushing, embarrassed.

She had eaten too much.

Eugene smiled and said, , when full and warm, what more do you think about? Let's get started."

Cathy started to fidget.

Eugene was very indifferent, "If you're not willing , you can leave now, but... you won't be welcomed back."

Cathy's face turned pale, her body trembling even more. Slowly, she put her hand on the zipper, and with a slight pull, the zipper went all the way down. She slowly took off her coat, and suddenly, her infinitely beautiful figure was revealed.

She was facing away from Eugene, but he could still see her towering chest and perfect peach-shaped buttocks, with a slender waist just begging to be held.

An hour later, Cathy walked out the door.

Eugene had exhausted her enough, but as a reward, he gave her three packs of instant noodles and three bottles of purified water.

She wanted to take them back to Christian.

This woman really loved the old man. For the past hour, she had been murmuring, "I'm sorry, old man."

Christian was addicted to gambling. Even his father had given up on him. Yet she remained devoted to him. Eugene couldn't help but feel that this woman was single-minded to the point of foolishness.

But what did that have to do with him?

The taste of Cathy was much more delicious than Isabel's.

Although Isabel was much younger, in terms of looks and figure, Cathy surpassed her by more than a bit.

Eugene smiled and went back upstairs.

The dog was used to it by now, but it still came to greet him, wagging its tail and sniffing.

Huh? Why did the master's scent change?

Eugene chuckled and lightly tapped the dog's head, "Are you planning to boss me around again?"

Meanwhile, Cathy returned home.

At the door, she straightened her clothes, made sure there were no flaws showing, then unlocked it with her fingerprint and went inside.

As soon as she entered, she called out, "Honey, dinner's ready!"

Christian came out, looking somewhat incredulous. "Is there still food at home?"

"I bought some from the neighbor," Cathy said casually, her expression natural.

You had to admit, women were born actresses.

Christian didn't doubt her. "Do you still have money on you?"

Cathy flashed her left hand and said, "I gave the gold ring to someone else."

Christian was a little regretful. "That ring cost over ten thousand at the time. Never mind, with things as they are now, I guess money, gold, and jewelry won't be of much use in the future. It's good if we can exchange them for some food."

He immediately cheered up again because he didn't have to repay his gambling debts anymore.

Just a few days ago, he was worried sick, getting paint splashed on his door every day. Even after reporting it to the police, it was of no use. It was a fact that he owed people money, and as long as it didn't directly threaten him, the police couldn't do much about it.

But things changed after the disaster struck.

Now, he could sleep soundly every day.

He also laughed and said: "The guy who won 5 billion in the lottery is the worst. He hasn't even warmed his hands with money. Now he is in a big crisis and he can't spend any money."

"Ha, serves him right, nouveau riche!"

He still envied Eugene, but was also resentful about what happened in the elevator that day.

When Cathy heard Eugene's name, she couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart, thinking her husband was implying something. But then she realized her husband was just casually mentioning it. She smiled along but inwardly sighed, thinking, "It's that nouveau riche in your eyes who provided food and purified water, and even played with your wife!"

"I'll go cook noodles first," she said.

Christian waved his hand, "Go ahead."

Very patriarchal.

After a while, the distinctive aroma of instant noodles wafted out.

Isabel came out of her room, "Wow, it smells so good."

Christian nodded, "Your sister-in-law is extravagant, buying three packs of instant noodles and three bottles of water with a gold ring."

Isabel said, "Nowadays, the most important things are food and water. Gold and silver can't be eaten, and money can only be used as toilet paper!"

"Watch your language, young lady," Christian frowned.

Isabel stuck out her tongue, "Got it, bro."

After a while, Cathy brought out the noodles.

But there were only two bowls.

"You guys eat, I'm not hungry," Cathy said.

That was the truth,

Isabel, however, didn't hesitate, she took one bowl and started eating, but she was curious.

These noodles... Why do they have the same brand Eugene gave me?

Of course, these were branded instant noodles to begin with, so she didn't further question it.

the Turner family.

"Honey, do we really have to do this?" the Turner family's daughter-in-law asked.

Dash nodded, "We don't have much food left, and there are five of us at home. If we don't take action, are we going to starve or die of thirst?"

"And besides, that jerk is asking for it!"

He was full of anger.

did he really have to set a trap intentionally, send my dad to the hospital first, and then make us pay $80,000?

Now the opportunity has come,

Aunt Joanna also slapped the table, "That bastard is really despicable. He showed off his wealth to the group. We asked him to get food, but he completely ignored us and showed no concern for everyone's lives."

Dash nodded, "We'll rob him, we can call it robbing the rich to help the poor, cleansing the world of evil!"

They found a righteous reason for themselves, and the four members of the Turner family were full of fighting spirit, even the child Hutch Turner was holding a pair of scissors, looking fierce.

After the takeout incident, he almost got beaten up by his parents, naturally harboring deep hatred for Eugene.

But none of the five family members reflected on their actions. Was everything Eugene's fault?

Who stole the takeout first? Who stole the takeout and not only refused to apologize but also acted self-righteous and domineering?

The Turner family waited until late at night when everything was quiet, then quietly set out.

Each person was armed.

Kitchen knives, hammers, scissors!

They climbed the stairs to the underground garage. It was 11 PM, and the garage was freezing cold, with not a soul in sight. The five of them were shivering as they walked, Mystic Hills was already cold enough in winter, around -5 degrees Celsius, sometimes even -8 degrees, but now it was -15 degrees Celsius. Normal winter clothes couldn't handle it, even with extra layers, they were still shivering.