The Established Siblings of the Pack

Chapter 6

“The Wynns have a family banquet today!” Reene slurred as she checked her watch. “It’s starting in less than an hour. I can’t be late!”

“I’ll go with you,” Kingsley insisted as he stood up.

He wanted to see what kind of b*stards Clarence and his family were when they dared sanction his sister!

“Just wait for me here, Kingsley. The Wynn Family is complicated. It’s best that you don’t get yourself dragged into it.”

With that, Reene pulled a bank card out of her handbag, handing it to him. “Go down and shop while you wait. Buy whatever catches your eyes. There’s still about a hundred thousand in there. Spend it however you like!”

However, Kingsley felt upset when he took the bank card from her. As the president of a large department store, how could she only have a hundred thousand in her bank?! Clearly, the Wynns had seized the money she earned!

“I’ll run away again if you don’t take me with you today.”

“There’s really nothing I can do about you, is there?” Reene sighed with mixed emotions.

Victorious, Kingsley grinned.

Sure enough, after all these years, Reene still couldn’t resist his ‘pestering’.

After sitting in Reene’s red BMW, Kingsley twitched his nose while smelling the enticing perfume in the car. “Sweet ride you have here, Reene.” He grinned.

“You like it? Why don’t I get you one when I get my Christmas bonus?”

hands. “I’ve got a car of

parked the janky Santana, and he pointed

you’ve suffered these last few years,” she said with a broken heart. “Don’t worry, now that you’ve come home, I won’t sit by and watch

Kingsley’s turn to be speechless this time. He had pointed it out so that Reene wouldn’t get him a car, but who’d have

can get from point A to point B. I’ll find a new car in

leave it to

“……”

what I

the Paragon Hotel. Meanwhile, the eldest young master of the Wynn Family, Clarence, crossed his legs and quirked his lips

his wife, Ysabel Joslin, exchanged a glance with grim faces. “It’s only natural Reene

sure know how to blow your own trumpet,

right, son.” Clarence snorted.

Elijah trembled with anger,

talk back to his brother, only throwing his arm up, saying with seething fury, “I’ll go and see if

as humiliated, Ysabel

Go and chat with those bunch

and glared with a face caked with makeup, arms akimbo. “All you can do is act tyrannically toward me. If you’re so capable, why don’t you ask Dad to give you

So be it even if you bear a daughter.

rich man to marry off to. Who cares if I gave birth to her or not? As long as the family she’s married off to is better than Mia’s, we won’t have to be looked down on

had arrived

“Mom, Dad.”

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