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?”

as the car stopped, Kingsley jumped out and slurred, “Reene, I can’t head to the hospital anymore. Pick up

is it, Kingsley? What

made a random excuse but seeing that his sister wanted to press on, he added, “It’s men’s

safe then.” What else could

red BMW drove far away

informant that they’ve discovered

“His identity?”

come to Qustia to attend an

escape!” A hint of malice flashed across Kingsley’s eyes as he demanded, “His

number 45 of Ivy Grove Estates,” Lancer replied. “Hades

Tell Hades to wait for my

that, Kingsley hailed a cab and said to the driver, “Riverfront Road, Ivy Grove Estates,

Island elites he brought along were waiting outside of Ivy

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

Setting Sun. We can almost confirm he’s among the first batch of spies that have infiltrated. But the security in Ivy Grove

“Don’t alert them.”

a group. Group 1, control the guards with sevoflurane cigarettes; Group 2, cutoff all surveillance; Group 3, extraction team;

“Ares,

catch. If anything goes wrong, it’ll be tough for us to drag the entire chain

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