The Established Siblings of the Pack

“Reene, why do you want to suffer in silence when the Wynns treat you so horribly? With your ability, there’s absolutely no reason for you to bear their bullying.”

“After graduating high school, I was faced with two options: college or work.” Reene recalled while driving. “As the eldest, I couldn’t be selfish. So I decided to work so that the girls could continue their studies. On the day we were supposed to fill in our college application, my now adoptive father, Elijah, came to me. He was an old friend of my homeroom teacher. After hearing about my story, he said he could fund my college fees pro bono. At that time, he was like an angel sent from the heavens to me, saving me from hopelessness.”

Suddenly, Kingsley thought his chest felt stuffy, and he looked over at Reene. “No conditions attached?”

“None.” She shook her head. “He was like a philanthropist back then. After hearing that I had a gift in business, he said he didn’t want to see a talent be buried because of financial problems.”

“So you want to repay his kindness?” Kingsley pointed out.

“Yes. For whatever reason he funded me in the beginning, I have to admit, he had indeed changed my life,” Reene explained plainly. “Kindness and loathe are two different matters. I’ve sworn to either serve the Wynn Family for twenty years or return one hundred million to him. I thought only this way would I be able to repay him for saving me.”

“It’s just one hundred million. I can give it to him straight,” Kingsley mumbled while scrolling his phone idly.

“Sorry? What—”

“Reene, pull over!” Reene didn’t hear what he was mumbling earlier, but just when she wanted to ask what he said, he suddenly shot straight up.

He had received a message from Lancer a second ago. ‘Sighting of a Sweoyan spy.!’

“What is it?”

hit the brakes and pulled over. As soon as the car stopped, Kingsley jumped out and slurred, “Reene, I

is it, Kingsley? What

friend needs my help.” He made a random excuse but seeing that his sister wanted to press on,

stay safe then.” What else

the red BMW drove far away that Kingsley answered Lancer’s call.

that they’ve discovered a Sweoyan

“His identity?”

He has come to Qustia to

him! I’d rather catch all than let one escape!” A hint of malice flashed across

Lancer

by. Tell Hades

Kingsley hailed a cab and said to the driver, “Riverfront

Coliree Island elites he brought along were waiting

at where they were hiding, Kingsley asked, “Have you

“Yes, Ares. The professor is named Boris Oakley, a well-respected scholar from the Empire of the Setting Sun. We can almost confirm he’s among the first

“Don’t alert them.”

1, control the guards with sevoflurane

sputtered, “Ares, you’re

anything goes wrong, it’ll be tough for us to drag

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