Harold also said, "Right! And I need to get my iron too." Then he scratched his head. "I've been running back and forth so many times, I'm getting dizzy." Natalie glanced at the buckets they were carrying. "I'll help you and Ghania carry these supplies upstairs. You two go on ahead." They both nodded. "Sounds good." By the time Natalie finished helping and returned home, Cassian had already prepared dinner. She quickly wiped her hands with disinfectant wipes and sat down at the dining table. "Cassian, you really are a man of your word. You got everything done so fast." Cassian smiled as he served her quinoa. "They're all simple, quick dishes." Natalie looked at the table. Crispy bacon, French fries, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and tomato soup. They really were all quick dishes. But they looked and smelled amazing, whetting her appetite. She stuffed a forkful of French fries in her mouth and sighed, "How did I get so lucky to deserve having a boss cook for me every day!" Cassian also sat down. He used his fork to put a piece of bacon on her plate. "What did I ever do to deserve the honor of cooking for Ms. Ashford?" Natalie smiled and glanced at him. "You're too kind!" Then she tried a bite of the bacon. His cooking skills never failed to impress her. Every dish was absolutely delicious. She'd previously thought he could only make local cuisine. But it turned out he was just as good at these simple, homestyle dishes.He really was a humble rich guy. Just then, Natalie seemed to remember something. She looked up to ask him, "Have you ever thrown pool parties at your house?" Cassian looked somewhat surprised. "No. Why do you suddenly ask?" "Oh." Natalie said, "There was a water seller downstairs who said the water came from wealthy households' wastewater." Wastewater and pool parties? Cassian understood. "You're talking about the Mervyns, right?" "The Mervyns?" Natalie frowned. "Mr. Theodore? The one who does animal experiments?" Cassian nodded. "Yes. He likes throwing pool parties. There have been rumors that their family sells wastewater." Natalie asked, "Their family sells it?" She'd previously thought the Griffith brothers collected wastewater from many wealthy households, then sold it as a bundle. It turned out to be just the Mervyns' wastewater? That was way too wasteful. The ultra-rich really were in a league of their own. At this thought, she suddenly looked at Cassian. "Are you richer than the Mervyns?" After all, the Holland Group ranked ahead of the Tyro Group. Cassian chuckled lightly. "Is my girlfriend finally interested in checking out my net worth?" Natalie coughed. "I'm just curious. You don't have to answer if you don't want to."Cassian replied seriously, "Of course I have to answer honestly. "I am indeed a bit more well-off than they are. Before the apocalypse hit, I was building malls nationwide. They were about to open one after another. Because of the heavy rains, the openings were canceled. So all the supplies were properly sealed and stored away." "Except for ... " He looked meaningfully at Natalie. But Natalie wasn't paying attention to his expression at that moment. Her eyes went wide. Her mind was completely occupied by what he'd just said. Building malls, canceled openings, supplies ... Her mind started racing. Could the mall she'd raided before also belong to Cassian? Then she suddenly remembered the Knight XV. She'd taken it along with the mall supplies. Before the apocalypse, when she'd gone to the hillside villa to get her triangular bayonet, she had indeed seen that vehicle. Now that she thought about it, Cassian had the most resources. He would be the most likely person to own that car in the hillside area! Had the supplies and armored SUV she'd taken actually belonged to Cassian? Natalie was stunned. Meanwhile, Cassian continued, "Seeing how bad the apocalypse was, I took action. Besides the goods from malls everywhere, I also bought massive amounts of survival supplies. I paid premium prices for them. "Currently, everything is being stored centrally in three major warehouses. The Northern Warehouse, Southern Warehouse, and Northwestern Warehouse." Natalie was even more surprised. "You actually had time to build warehouses too?"Cassian shook his head. "They weren't built afterward. When I first took over the Holland Group, I chose three mountains. I built those three warehouses, stockpiling quite a lot of things." Natalie asked, "When you first took over the Holland Group? Why?" Since he'd taken over the company with countless assets, why did he still need to obsessively hoard supplies? Cassian thought about it. "Probably because I didn't feel secure. The company isn't that easy to control." He'd grown up in an orphanage. He used to hide his limited food to save for later. Often he had good things suddenly taken away by others. Therefore, even after taking over the company, he still liked to hide things. He wanted things that belonged only to him in places no one else knew about. After hearing his explanation, Natalie nodded in understanding. It was completely normal to develop hoarding tendencies after experiencing trauma. Even she was the same now. The items in her storage space were already more than enough. But she still didn't feel secure. She instinctively traded water for grain and stockpiled even more supplies.