Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System novel Chapter 171

At a secondary safehouse in the City.

"Mrs. Barclay, I apologize, but our reserve of fruits and vegetables is gone. Please try to understand," said a servant.

He had just returned from the kitchen, where he was informed that the Madame’s breakfast order of fresh buttermilk pancakes with fresh fruit and freshly squeezed fruit juice could not be made because their food reserves had nearly been depleted.

"Do you know who you’re speaking to? I don’t care where you need to go to find some fruit, but I expect you to find it!" yelled Mrs. Barclay.

Ever since her son, Julian, had risen to the peak of the business empire, she had never heard the word ’no.’ Everything she ever wished for, she had, and today would not be an exception.

"Madame, the world outside is not safe. There is also no guarantee that we would be able to find anything, even if we went out," the servant tried to explain.

While Julian built this emergency shelter in the past for his family and others of high society, the stocked food was not an infinite resource.

His family had moved into the shelter with some close family friends when the news of Julian’s death was announced.

They were worried that the killer was going to go after them next, so they decided to lay low until the killer was caught.

From the time of Julian’s death until the initial earthquake, food and other supplies were delivered on a regular basis. However, once everything went to shit, they had to make do with what they had.

"Mom! They just told me I can’t have my chocolate protein shake! Help me!" a girl about Rayne’s age came over crying.

"There, there. I’ll make sure they give you what you want, princess, just wait a little bit," Mrs. Barclay said, patting her daughter sweetly.

"Can you make sure they bring enough for Samantha too?" the girl said, wiping her tears.

Her mother looked over at the beautiful girl behind her daughter. "Of course, sweetie. Samantha was always meant to be part of our family; she’s like a daughter to me."

Samantha took a step forward. "Oh, please don’t worry about me. I’m already very grateful for you allowing me to stay here with you. It’s unfortunate... oh, I’m sorry." She turned her head to pretend to cry.

"Aww, Samantha, are you thinking about my brother again?" asked her best friend.

Samantha nodded. "I’m sorry, Layla. I just can’t help it. I miss him so much."

Layla shook her head. "If he was still alive, I would strangle him for making you cry so many times!"

"Please don’t say that. I’m okay with the way he is," Samantha said softly.

Julian had always been her dream man, and ever since becoming friends with Layla, she had worked hard to get into the good graces of his family.

Her plan worked wonders, and Julian’s family accepted her as their future daughter-in-law, even though Julian never once agreed to her advances.

"Don’t worry, Samantha. No matter what, I consider you a part of the family. No one can take that from you," Mrs. Barclay smiled.