Leo stepped outside to a world still blissfully unaware of the impending doom.
Children played happily in the neighborhood square; parents smiled warmly.
But Leo knew the truth—this peace would shatter in one month.
He walked to a nearby Michelin three-star restaurant, a place he never dared enter before.
A meal here easily cost $700–800 per person.
But now, with no fear or hesitation, he walked in and ordered every top-tier dish—plus a bottle of Château Lafite.
The bill? Over $7,000.
Even the waitstaff eyed him with a mix of admiration and envy.
Leo ate with ravenous hunger, savoring every bite like it was his last.
After months of cold survival, this was heaven.
Outside, two women passed by—Fang Yuki and her friend Lena Cai.
Fang Yuki, the woman who had betrayed Leo, stood in Gucci heels, flawless makeup, eyes locked on Leo's feast.
Lena whispered,
"Look at him… he's richer than we thought."
Fang Yuki's mind raced—could Leo be a hidden billionaire pretending to be ordinary?
If so, she could have him at her fingertips.
But she refused to show desperation.
They hid nearby, waiting to "accidentally" bump into him after his meal.
Leo finished eating and left the restaurant.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice:
"Leo! What a coincidence!"
He turned to see Fang Yuki and Lena.
Fang Yuki played her charm, flicking her hair and revealing her delicate neck—classic green tea tactics.
Leo's lips curled in a cold smile.
She was the same woman who had tricked him into opening the door to his death.
His eyes darkened with lethal intent.
Should I kill her now?
But no. He'd let her suffer the apocalypse first.
Then he'd make her pay.
For now, he said coolly,
"Sorry, I thought you were someone else."
And walked away, his mind already planning his survival fortress.