I'm the Villainess in the Apocalypse
Chapter 252. Provocation

Chapter 252: 252. Provocation

For now, it was quite peaceful.

Or not.

It was not snowing today, but the snow had piled up from yesterday. For walking, Dylan and Anna was using the same trick as yesterday. Dylan will walk first and Anna followed from behind through his footsteps that he had made first.

"Dylan, are you not tired?" Anna asked.

"Don’t worry, Sister Anna. It’s not tiring at all." Dylan chuckled. "I’m stronger than how I look on the surface."

"Is it?" Anna looked at Dylan and thought about how Dylan usually practiced in the gym. Well, she had to admit that he was indeed quite strong.

"Are you doubting me, Sister Anna?" Dylan arched his eyebrows.

"No." Anna shook her head.

She only thought that Dylan was indeed quite strong, but she didn’t really want to be tired. After all, it wasn’t that easy to walk around in this thick snow.

"There should be new task to shovel the snow later. But for now, the people are too busy taking care of these new powerful abilities people," Dylan said.

If not because of the mass fever and the appearance of these abilities taking the attention of most people, the snow wouldn’t be left behind for this long. After all, there were many people who wanted to pass by the road.

How could they not take care of it?

It was making things difficult for them and for others.

Thus, it should only be delayed slightly because of this incident.

"I see." Anna nodded. "They still have that truck something that’s usually used to clean up the snow?"

"There should be some," Dylan replied.

Snow still came in their city, so there should be that truck here. He was just not sure how many of them were put into the base. After all, the flood was quite severe at that time and many things couldn’t be salvaged.

But since this truck is quite important, they should at least keep one, right?

Dylan was not sure.

"Hmm."

Anna nodded.

The two of them continued to made their way to the gate. At this time, the number of people had decreased, but there were still some people who walked on the road. These people were mostly people who lived in the central area, which meant that they have important identity.

Before long, two women stopped not far from them.

"Dylan?"

Dylan paused and looked at the two people in front of him. One of them was a tall woman wearing thick yellow jacket while the other one was also quite tall, but slightly shorter. Both Dylan and Anna recognized her as the young woman who followed Mr. Davis back then.

"You are?" Dylan asked.

"Have you forgotten about me so soon? I’m Tasha! Tasha Davis," the young woman who followed Mr. Davis back then said resentfully.

Tasha Davis.

Dylan furrowed his eyebrows as he tried his best to rack his brain to remember who it was. There were a lot of people who came from Davis Family and had more important position than her. After all, aside from being the daughter of Mr. Davis, Tasha was not really someone who was remembered by many other people.

"Sorry, I don’t remember," Dylan replied simply.

Tasha looked at Dylan and rolled her eyes inelegantly. She felt that this annoying man purposely forgot about her.

"Tasha," the woman with the yellow jacket warned.

"Cousin," Tasha said with aggrieved tone.

"I’m Brenda," The tall woman with the yellow jacket introduced herself. "Tasha is my cousin, Young Master Daniels."

Dylan twitched his lips when he heard their way of calling him. While it was true that he was the young master of Daniels Family, but it felt a bit strange to hear others calling him that way.

After all, they were all used to call other people with their name directly. Only on some very formal occasion would they introduce the title or other identities that could represent them such as his identity as the young master of Daniels Family.

"I see. You have known my name. Is there anything that I can do to help?" Dylan asked.

Tasha snorted and crossed her arms. "You could easily forget about me back then, but after this you won’t be able to easily forget about me anymore."

Dylan looked at this young woman and felt that her brain was damaged. Tasha was around the same age as him, but he felt that this young woman couldn’t think properly and instead said strange things.

"Yes?"

"Your Daniels Family only has very few people. Do you think that you can stand firm in the base like this?" Tasha asked maliciously.

Dylan’s gaze turned cold. "Whether Daniels Family can stand firm or not, it’s not your business, Ms. Davis."

Tasha clicked her tongue. "Back then, my family suggested an arranged marriage to you but your family refused. But if your family can’t stand firm anymore, do you think that you will be able to live well here? Would your family let you be free?"

Arranged marriage?

Dylan honestly had completely forgotten about this matter. After all, what age is this that people were still thinking about arranging marriage? Even if some people still have business marriage with each other, but the matter of arranged marriage was very rare.

Everyone put high importance to their own freedom to choose the person they wanted to marry.

Thus, it was not a very popular practice.

When he was in junior high, his grandfather did mention this matter to him, but Dylan refused. He didn’t want to be tied to others, especially when he was having a crush to Anna at that time.

So, the one who offered that thing was this young woman?

Since it was only mentioned once and neither his grandfather or uncle was interested, Dylan didn’t really put this incident into his mind.

Dylan’s eyes turned even colder. "Back then, I don’t need a business marriage to consolidate my family’s position. What makes you think that I will need it now, Ms. Davis?"

Th𝓮 most uptodate nov𝑒ls are publish𝒆d on freew(e)bnove(l).𝓬𝓸𝓶