DING.
The elevator dinged. As the doors opened, the middle-aged woman made no move to leave. Instead, she glared at Stella Sterling, about to launch into a lecture. But her eyes widened when Stella suddenly pulled a small knife from her sleeve and began toying with it. Stella chuckled softly. "Maāam, was there something you wanted to say?"
GULP.
The sound of someone swallowing hard echoed in the small space. The woman took two steps back. "N-nothing..."
With that, she scurried out of the elevator. Stella could still hear her muttering, "Damn it, are all the young girls these days so crazy and scary?"
Stella Sterling put the knife away and leaned against the elevator wall, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips.
The elevator doors opened again, and someone else walked in. She glanced up, raising an eyebrow.
"Hey, what a coincidence!" River Larkin immediately greeted her with a beaming smile.
Stella Sterling thought for a moment before responding, "Mm, hello."
River Larkinās smile deepened. He eagerly stood next to Stella Sterling. "Did you hear the news those people brought back just now? Iām telling you, the apocalypse is really coming! The world is about to fall into chaos!"
He chattered endlessly in Stella Sterlingās ear. She would occasionally offer a one or two-word reply, but he kept the conversation going with great enthusiasmāan enthusiasm that was, of course, entirely one-sided.
"This is your floor," Stella Sterling said suddenly. While he was still processing her words, she gave him a light push, shoving him out of the elevator.
āSo noisy,ā she thought, her tone impatient. She was used to the cold indifference and personal distance of the apocalypse. Dealing with someone as talkative as River Larkin felt strange and taxing.
Pushed out of the elevator, River Larkin stood stunned for a moment. He stared at the closing doors, then, after a brief pause, he chuckled. "Heh, interesting. Very good. Stella Sterling from 2808, Iāll remember you!"
He had seen the impatience in her eyes as clear as day. He didnāt consider himself exceptionally handsome, but he thought he was the type who grew on you. Plus, with his humor, wit, and gentlemanly manners, heād always been popular with girls.
Even if a girl didnāt like him at first, she at least wouldnāt be averse to him. But this girl... she seemed to genuinely dislike him.
He chuckled softly to himself and turned to leave.
Stella Sterling didnāt give him a second thought. She returned to her apartment and shut the door firmly behind her.
She took out the jade and jewelry she had gotten from the Sterling Family. After taking them that day, she had stored them in her space and was only just now remembering them.
She picked out a palm-sized piece of jadeite and tossed it into the spaceās exchange area, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation.
She still hadnāt fully understood all the functions of this space, even in her past life. The features she knew of now were all things she had discovered by accident and slowly figured out through trial and error.
She knew that the space would undergo some kind of change when it absorbed special materials, granting her certain benefits. But she wasnāt sure what those benefits were. In her last life, just surviving had been a struggle; she never had the ability to find such special items.
After she threw the item in, the space trembled for a moment before falling still again.
Stella Sterling waited, but nothing happened. She raised her eyebrows. āThatās it?ā
āNothing at all?ā
But Stella Sterling wasnāt worried. After waiting a little longer with no results, she didnāt just stand around. She went to the planting area to check on the fruit tree seeds she had sown a few days ago. They had already sprouted and taken root, growing well. Seeing the vibrant green, Stella Sterlingās mood improved considerably.
It was a sign of vigorous life, something that gave people hope.
After tinkering around in her space for a while longer, Stella Sterling moved another batch of supplies out and into her bedroom.
āAlthough the space can store supplies, this kind of intangible, mystical thing always feels unreliable,ā she thought. āI should keep a batch of supplies outside the space too. That way, if something unexpected happens to it, Iāll have a backup and wonāt be left with no way out.ā
Only after exiting her space did she notice she had several missed calls on her phone, all from Mr. Quinn and Mrs. Sterling.
Ever since she got the three hundred million from them, the Sterling family hadnāt contacted her. In fact, she had pretty much burned her bridges with them last time.
This time, they had called more than ten times in a row. It was as if they would keep calling until she finally picked up.
Just as she was thinking this, her phone rang again. It was a call from her mother, Wanda Larkin.
She answered, and an accusatory voice came from the other end. "Why are you only just now answering your phone..."
Stella Sterling wasnāt about to indulge her. "If you donāt have anything important to say, Iām hanging up."
Hearing this, Mrs. Larkin paused, seemingly afraid that Stella Sterling would actually hang up on her. She quickly continued, "Stella, your sister Yara is missing!"
Her voice was frantic and panicked. "We havenāt seen her since this morning. At first, I thought she just didnāt want to get out of bed because of the cold, so I didnāt have anyone wake her. But itās already afternoon, and thereās still no sign of her. She hasnāt eaten all day, so she must be hungry by now. I felt something was wrong, so I went up to check, only to find that Yara isnāt home! And her phone wonāt go through! With this heavy snow, where could she have possibly gone?"
Every single word she spoke was filled with a motherās worry for her daughter. Such touching emotion only sounded comical and dull to Stella Sterlingās ears.
āIf I had installed cameras in the Sterling Family home back then,ā she thought, āIād surely be able to see a frantic mother pacing around right now.ā
āBut the Sterling Family has servants, so it would have been inconvenient to install them.ā
The thought that she couldnāt see Mr. Quinn and Mrs. Sterlingās worried faces was actually a little disappointing to her.
āThey care so much about their adopted daughter, Yara Sterling. Iād love to know who they consider more important: their biological son or Yara Sterling?ā
āIf I get the chance, maybe I can test that.ā
"Why arenāt you saying anything? Your sister is missing, arenāt you worried at all?"
Mrs. Sterlingās displeased voice came through the phone.
Stella Sterling lowered her gaze. "Oh, I see. Yara Sterling is missing. But what does that have to do with me?"
Her tone was cold. Mrs. Larkin was stunned. āStella was never like this before,ā she thought. āHow did she become so cold?ā
She was displeased but suppressed her temper and said in a placating tone, "Sheās your sister. Now that sheās missing, you need to go find her quickly, or something bad will happen!"
"Ms. Larkin, are you joking? If thereās something wrong with your head, you should see a doctor now. Maybe thereās still a chance to fix it."
Stella Sterlingās tone was calm, but Wanda Larkin seemed oblivious to her sarcasm. She just said, "This isnāt the time for that. Itās snowing heavily out there! If we donāt find Yara soon, something will happen to her! Stella, youāre sisters! Your father and I are getting old; youāre the only one who can go out and look for her!"
"Alright. You two just wait at home," Stella Sterling said with a smile. Then she hung up the phone and turned to walk into the kitchen.