"Hahaha—"
The three of them laughed arrogantly, watching from their window like spectators at a play, letting out bursts of laughter from time to time.
In the past month, their minor successes had gone to their heads. They had come to see everyone in the entire residential complex as mere pawns in their hands, and a sense of contempt had gradually taken root.
After returning home, Stella Sterling placed the small bag of dry rations she had picked up on the table and began to stare blankly into space.
It was unclear what she was thinking as she curled up on the sofa, her gaze fixed on a single spot for a long time.
She was only startled out of her trance when a sound came from the medical room. Frowning, she headed toward it.
'He's been quiet for a few days. Looks like he's decided life is getting too peaceful and wants to start trouble for me again, huh?'
