All Chapters of Reborn Before The Apocalypse: My Revenge Begins: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Clara stood in the kitchen, yawning as she filled the empty jar with water.Her eyes felt heavy, and she had to fight the urge to lean against the counter and close them. Clara rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, then reached for the tap.A faint voice drifted through the corridor.She paused.Someone was still awake?She listened, but the voice stopped before she could make out any words. She glanced at the kitchen entrance, tempted to ignore it. Perhaps one of the guards was speaking to another survivor.It wasn't her problem.Then she remembered there was a traitor in the station.Her fingers tightened around the handle.Clara couldn't afford to dismiss anything as unimportant. She carefully set the jar on the counter and stepped into the corridor.The voice came again.Clara moved toward the sound, placing each foot carefully on the floor. She kept close to the wall.When she reached the corner, she stopped.Derek stood a short distance away, his back turned toward her. He

Derek waited until the common area had grown quiet before making his call.He slipped into a storage room at the back of the station and shut the door behind him. After checking the narrow window, he pulled his phone from his pocket and dialled Victor Cross.Victor answered after the second ring.“Speak.”Derek lowered his voice. “I have the location.”There was a brief silence.“The Genesis Plant?”“Yes. Clara told me herself,” he responded.“Does Marcus know?”“Of course he knows about the move, but Clara says she's no longer working with him. She claims she doesn't trust him anymore.”Victor gave a short, humourless laugh. “And you believed her?”Derek's face tightened. “She wouldn't have told me if she didn't trust me.”“Or she wants you to believe she does.”Derek glanced at the door, his patience wearing thin.“I'm telling you what I heard. The building has one entrance, and the door is reinforced. Clara says no one else knows where the plant is.”“Then we'll take it.”Derek fro

“I trusted you,” Clara said, her voice low enough that only Derek could hear. “I defended you when Marcus questioned you. I gave you a place here because I thought you deserved another chance.”Derek refused to meet her eyes.For a moment, Clara waited, hoping he would at least have the decency to look at her. He had lied to her, betrayed her trust, and led armed men to a place they believed contained the Genesis Plant. Yet he stood before her with his jaw clenched, as though she were the one who had wronged him.“Take them back to the station,” Marcus ordered.Two guards pulled Derek to his feet while the others rounded up Victor's men. One of the attackers protested when a guard twisted his arm behind his back, but a warning look from Marcus silenced him.Derek offered no resistance as the guards dragged him away.Clara followed, her weapon hanging loosely at her side. She had wanted proof of Derek's betrayal. Now she had it, and somehow, seeing him in chains hurt more than she

Victor Cross paced across his office, his hands clasped behind his back.He had been waiting for hours, and his patience was wearing thin. His men should have returned by now, or at least contacted him if something had gone wrong, yet his phone remained silent.He stopped beside his desk and checked his phone again.Nothing.“Where the hell are they?” he muttered.His jaw tightened as he pulled out his phone and called Derek.The call connected almost immediately.“Derek, where the hell are my men? What's happening?” Victor barked. “I've been waiting for hours. Why haven't they returned?”For a moment, there was only silence. Then a woman's voice came through the speaker.“This is Clara.”Victor stopped pacing.His fingers tightened around the phone. “Clara?”“Unfortunately for you, none of your men are coming home,” she responded, her voice calm.Victor stared at the screen as if he could force her to take them back.“What did you say?”“You heard me.”His face darkened. “You little

Chapter 130 Clara stepped out of Derek's room and pulled the door shut behind her. She barely made it two steps before she bumped into someone. A hand caught her arm before she could stumble. “Careful.” Marcus frowned down at her. “Oh, sorry. What are you doing here? I left you in my room.” Marcus glanced at her. “Well, you were taking too long, and I was worried. So, I went looking for you. Where are you coming from?” Clara glanced at the door behind her. “Derek's room.” His expression hardened. “What happened?” “Nothing useful.” She pulled her arm free and started walking. “I wanted to know more about Victor Cross, but the idiot wants to bargain for his freedom.” Marcus fell into step beside her. “What did you expect? That man is selfish.” “I know.” Clara rubbed her forehead. “That doesn't make it any less annoying.” “You look like you're about to give yourself a headache.” “I'm fine.” “That's what you always say.” Before she could argue, Marcus guided her