The Established Siblings of the Pack

“I did, Alice. Don’t worry.” He knocked on the reception’s marble counter and told the receptionist, “We’re from Hill Crest Hospital. Here for the medical forum. Give us one luxury suite. Preferably with a mountain view.”

“One?” Alice blushed. She told the receptionist. “Don’t listen to him. Get us two rooms.”

The receptionist answered without missing a beat, “Just get one room. Most people who get two always leave one empty at night anyway.”

Alice was as red as an apple. “Don’t take this the wrong way. We’re not a couple.”

“To be honest, we receptionists have an eye for people.” The receptionist laughed. “I can tell who’s friends, who’s a couple, and who’s been married for years. Just get a room, you two.”

Kingsley wrapped his arm around Alice and gave the receptionist a thumbs up. “I’ll tell your manager to give you a raise.”

“Kingsley!” Alice tensed up on purpose. She was about to say something, but Kingsley whispered, “I’m just trying to keep you safe, Alice. What if Seth breaks into your room at night and tries to assault you? It’s dangerous.”

than he is.” She coldly told the receptionist. “Get

looked angry when her face fell. The receptionist stopped teasing them and gave

their own luggage in tow, and all of them were in line to check in. The older doctors smiled knowingly when they heard Alice and Kingsley’s conversation. Ah, to be young. The younger doctors pouted, thinking

and Seth arrogantly said, “You have to help me, sir!

of the elevator. The old man was in an expensive suit, and his gray hair was neatly combed back. He obviously took care of himself well, and he looked a little

son-in-law. His daughter was ugly and morbidly obese. Seth was the only one among the short list of candidates who was worthy enough for his daughter, or at least that was what he thought. He decided to stoop lower and help him out. “That’s him!” Seth pointed at Kingsley. “He hurled that luggage at me! You have to tell him off,

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