Lillian couldn't hold up a grown man on her own. Jacob collapsed to the floor, crying out in pain. Maisie rushed over to help. "You're so careless! Can't you even help him stand right?" She glanced around at the scattered skeletons. "Don't freak out. I dragged these bones from other rooms just to scare people." Kicking the nearest skull farther away, she added, "They're dead. Do you think they're going to get up and attack you?" Lillian had zero patience for Maisie's lectures. She scanned the room and asked, "Maisie, where's the stuff?" Rosalie shrank back near the door. "Let's just grab it and leave. This place is way too creepy." Maisie shot them a look, propped Jacob against the wall, and opened the wardrobe. "It's in here." Lillian and Rosalie hurried over. Jacob couldn't move much, but he still craned his neck anxiously to see inside. Half the wardrobe was piled with food, like crackers, pasta, and sausages. But huge cockroaches were crawling all over it. Lillian and Rosalie gagged at first, but then let out a sigh of relief. At least they wouldn't starve. There was enough food here to last the four of them for months. Maisie pointed proudly at the stash. "Good thing I've been sneaking food in here bit by bit, hiding it away for emergencies. Otherwise, we'd all be dead by now." Lillian couldn't help but question her. "You hid food from us?" Maisie glared. "So what? Don't like it? Don't eat it then!"Lillian's face darkened. Everything in the house belonged to her and Jacob, yet Maisie had just taken it. Wasn't it fair to ask about it? Maisie snorted when Lillian went quiet. "My son's things are also mine. I can take what I want!" She shot Lillian a contemptuous look. "Who knows what you'd do? I did this so we wouldn't end up in a mess like today. And don't forget—you're still not in the clear!" Lillian looked hurt. "I was just asking. Why come at me like that?" Maisie barked, "You shouldn't even ask! Who do you think you are?" Lillian's face grew darker. Back when Scarlett was alive, Maisie had acted sweet, dragging Lillian aside to gossip about her. Now that she was the legal wife, things only got worse. She realized Maisie didn't hate Scarlett. She just hated her daughter-in-law. Whoever took that role, Maisie would never be happy with her. Jacob's leg and stomach throbbed, but he forced himself to smooth things over. "Alright, alright. Let's not fight. Mom did the right thing. Without these supplies, we'd be done for." Rosalie chimed in, "Let's just eat. I'm starving!" Fighting the urge to vomit, they brushed the cockroaches aside and each grabbed a box of crackers, eating right then and there. Maisie munched and warned, "Don't eat too much of it. This is for emergencies. It won't last forever." Jacob nodded. "It's just a temporary fix. We still need to get our supplies back." The conversation circled back to the main problem. Who had taken all the supplies?After talking it through, they still suspected Natalie the most. Maisie finished her crackers quickly and got ready to confront Natalie. Rosalie didn't want to stay there and begged to go home, but the other three shut her down. Lillian said, "It's creepy here, but we can live here after cleaning it up. Bringing all this food home would just attract attention." Maisie nodded. "If anyone notices, we'd lose these supplies too! I don't have anything more hidden." Rosalie frowned. "Can't we just live at home and come here to eat?" Lillian shook her head. "There's not even a bed at home. How are we supposed to live there? And if we keep running back and forth, we're pretty much announcing that there's food here!" Jacob glared at his daughter. "We're staying here!" He then looked at Lillian. "Go upstairs and find the cleanest room. I need to lie down." His injuries were severe, and he was in terrible pain. He desperately needed to rest. Meanwhile, at Villa 14, Natalie and Cassian were working out as usual when a nearby radio suddenly crackled. "Attention! Northern Official Base is up and running. All survivors are welcome here! Coordinates are ... "