The Established Siblings of the Pack

Kingsley turned his attention to Jude, who was coughing up blood and looking like a trainwreck. “Since Dr. Woolley doesn’t want to make the call, why don’t you do it for him, Mr. Lynch?”

Jude shivered in fear and knelt down with a thud before Kingsley. “Please, no!” He felt himself tremble in fear, and his blood ran cold. The director has been looking forward to this donation. He’s going to kill me if I tell him he’s not getting a single cent. He could even fire, or worse, torture me! He banged his head on the ground, begging for mercy. “Please, Mr. Nicholson. I can do anything, but just don’t rescind the donation.”

An idea struck him, and he crawled over to the desk, rummaging through the items until he found the staff’s contact book. “Mr. Nicholson, this is Dr. Kramer’s number. We recorded her address here too!” He held the form out for Kingsley, begging, “Please, have mercy on us.”

Kingsley took the form from him. “Too late for regrets,” he said coolly.

It was a simple answer, but it was enough to make Beau and Jude plop down in despair. Their faces were as pale as a sheet, as if their souls were no longer with them.

“Kingsley, why don’t I call the director?” He was worried Kingsley might take back his promise in a moment

He went to the exit, but before he left, he said, “I’m leaving this in your hands because I need to go to the wards and see if Reene’s awake. And the Foxes, is it? I’ll make sure I see

away, “Sure, Kingsley.

was thinking about the 450,000 he was about to receive. The thought of making five years’ worth of salary at one go delighted him. He eventually started humming, but then his phone rang. Jeffred craned his neck, then cleared his throat when he saw

rescind

poured on his head. “W-What

cardiology department,”

was flabbergasted. Why did those

curtly. “And his name is Kingsley Nicholson. In fact, you