The Arrogant Celebrity Couple

"Thank you very much for your help. When the National Guard comes to rescue us in a few days, you can leave with us," Philip-Harris said with a smile, glancing at Seth's face. His heart was filled with disdain, but his good upbringing well-masked his inner contempt, making him seem approachable.

"Hello! Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you. Do you have anything to eat here?" Nicole-Todd asked Seth, extending her hand elegantly yet arrogantly: "We haven't eaten in two days and are really hungry. Could you please get us something to eat? Thank you."

Seth shook hands with Nicole-Todd. Her hand was delicate and soft, slender and smooth, eliciting a flutter in Seth's heart.

In his past life, if he had the chance to shake hands with a superstar beauty like Nicole, Seth might have been too excited to sleep all night.

But now, in this apocalyptic world, Nicole-Todd was at most just an attractive beauty.

In such an apocalypse, Seth felt that being a star or not didn't make much difference compared to ordinary people.

Seth fetched two pieces of bread and two bottles of drinks from the fridge and handed them to the couple. He asked indirectly, "How did you end up here? Have you encountered any other survivors?"

"We have a vacation villa nearby. We were here when the apocalypse broke out. A few days ago, we ran out of food, so we had to drive out and try our luck. I heard on the car radio that the military has established a refuge in Los Angeles. Once we get there, we'll be safe. We just didn't expect to run into a large group of zombies so soon after leaving, and our car got damaged..." Philip-Harris spoke leisurely while eating his bread, comfortably lying on the sofa, with his fire axe always within reach.

Their excellent aristocratic upbringing ensured that even in extreme hunger, they ate their food slowly and gracefully, a refinement not developed overnight.

Even in the apocalypse, Nicole-Todd and Philip-Harris remained very conscious of their image.

Of course, their longstanding arrogance and prejudice also persisted.

"So, you are the first survivor we have encountered. Tell us about yourself, friend. Why are you here? This villa doesn't seem to be yours," Philip observed Seth with a smile, his every move polite.

But Seth could still feel the arrogance and suspicion in Philip's words and actions.

"This… this is of course my home, it's just that… I'm not very familiar with this place…" Seth was at a loss for how to respond, as he had suddenly found himself here and was unsure whether the place actually belonged to him.

"In these apocalyptic times, when most people have turned into zombies, seeking refuge in an unclaimed villa as a survivor is nothing to be ashamed of!" Nicole-Todd elegantly sipped her drink, her pink lips radiating an enchanting glow. She smiled at Seth, who had provided them with food, but her tone couldn't fully hide her contempt and arrogance.

Clearly, both of them didn't believe that the young man before them could own such a luxurious villa.

In their minds, they had already subjectively assumed that Seth, like other ethnicities in America, was either a servant of the house or a thief who had taken over after the apocalypse.

At this point, Seth finally had a chance to take a good look at the stunning beauty before him.

She wore a wine-red evening dress that complemented her distinctively fair Caucasian skin, enhancing Nicole's radiant beauty.

At this moment, it wasn't the person wearing the dress, but rather the dress complementing the person.

"Sir, we have been hungry for two days now, and this amount of food is hardly enough to satisfy our hunger. Could you please get us some more? If there is steak and red wine, that would be even better," Nicole-Todd said gracefully while sitting on the sofa. The wine-red skirt gaped slightly due to the curve of the sofa.

Nicole-Todd naturally extended her round, snow-white left leg, elegantly crossing it over her right.

Her white, slender thighs were as flawless as a piece of fine jade, without a single imperfection, not even a hair.

The shape of her legs was perfect, with just the right balance of length and fullness.

From Seth's angle, he could momentarily see that Nicole-Todd was wearing enticing pink lace underwear.

"There are steaks and red wine in the fridge, but the power has been out for a while, and I'm not sure if the steaks have gone bad," Seth pointed towards the kitchen's fridge. "You can help yourselves to whatever you want from the fridge. I have some things to take care of, so I won't be able to attend to you two."

Finishing his words, Seth reluctantly shifted his gaze away from Nicole-Todd's legs and walked upstairs on his own.