The Established Siblings of the Pack

Chapter 367

"Yeah! I was surprised too! But, with that bouquet of roses in her hand and how close she is clinging to that man, she must be head over heels with him!" Queenie exclaimed.

Courtney then took her hands off the keyboard and went to the windowsill. Since she heard that her best friend was currently in a relationship, there was no way that she could sit still right now. She came to the windowsill to find Kyle grimacing downstairs and hissing with his fingers pointing at the man with an upright posture. On the other hand, Elaine was sticking close to the man with an angry expression. "T-That's Elaine's boyfriend?" She pushed her glasses up her nose before she leaned out the window. "But, why does that man look familiar…"

Back when Kingsley had disappeared, Courtney had made a small robot and taped a picture of him on the robot's face. She would hug that very small robot every night to sleep. It was only after she entered university and started living in the dormitory did she wean off this particular habit. Since she had always looked at his picture every day, his distinct facial features were much more imprinted in her mind compared to the other six sisters. Hence, the moment she saw Kingsley downstairs, she immediately sensed a trace of familiarity from his figure.

Beside Courtney, Queenie grinned and said, "Maybe it's because he's our junior. You might have met him before in the cafeteria or library. That's why you thought that man was familiar!"

"Not as a junior." Courtney shook her head. "This sense of familiarity… It's not on the level where I've seen him here once or twice…"

"Are there even levels to familiarities?" Queenie then leaned over and looked down the window. "If not as a junior, then maybe he's your long-lost brother?"

As the saying went, a casual remark would sound significant to an attentive listener. Although it was just a casual remark from Queenie, Courtney had taken those words to heart, as the gears in her mind started to spin to piece the puzzle. As she continued to fix her eyes squarely on the imposing figure downstairs, her tears came gushing out an instant later. It's him! It's really him! My brother! My long-lost brother, Kingsley Nicholson!

Noticing that Courtney was trembling slightly, Queenie started to pat her shoulders. "Court, it's fine if you can't remember where you've seen that guy. You don't have to be so angry about—"

Before Queenie could finish her sentence, Courtney immediately took a step backward before rushing out of the dormitory without any explanation.

Queenie, who still had her hand in midair, became dumbfounded and wondered just what had gotten into that eccentric roommate of hers.

Meanwhile, downstairs.

Pointing at the scented candles on the ground, Kingsley said to the furious Kyle, "Young Master Kyle, I advise you to stay away from Courtney. Otherwise, these candles may make their way to your altar." Then, he took one stalk of rose from Elaine's bouquet and threw it at Kyle's feet before he said indifferently, "Besides, you should maintain whatever dignity you have left. After all, this luxurious aromatherapy was no match for my bouquet of roses. Oh right, I've forgotten to mention that this bouquet only cost me 250."

"Why you!" Kyle was driven mad with rage as he listened to Kingsley's mockery. All he felt at this moment was the burning fury in his chest. It was burning so intensely to the extent that it would burst forth from within and shoot through the sky like fireworks at any time. "Stop acting so f*cking arrogant in front of me!" He bellowed, "I don't give a f*ck about a girl like Elaine! Courtney is the one I want!"

Seeing that Kyle had broken down in anger, the lapdogs beside him quickly followed up. "That's right! The one Young Master Kyle is interested in is Courtney! Why are you here bragging with some other woman?!"