The Established Siblings Of The Pack
Chapter 383

Chapter 383

Chapter 383

Kingsley refused without hesitation, "No. My sister's a student of Solaris University, and I'm staying in ahotel in the business district right beside it. It's convenient, and I have serious business to take care ofthis time. I won't be spending too much, so thank you for your offer, but it's fine."

"Your sister's in Solaris University?" Heston kept quiet for a while and asked tentatively, "May I knowwhich faculty she's in? We make a lot of women's luxury products. We can send some to her if you'dlike."

Heston was a shrewd man. He gave a lot of political leaders gifts over the years working in Diosna.Inveigling was as natural as breathing was to him. A refusal was not a true refusal most of the time, atleast in this case. The problem was either the gift was not enticing enough, or the recipient didn't wantto owe him anything.

Turning the attention to the recipient's wives or family would work better every time this happened. Thatwas what Heston had in mind. He thought that Kingsley's sister would convince him to help ScarletHeart out if they gave her everything women loved, like jewelry, expensive clothes, and makeupproducts. Perhaps it's even better than bribing Mr. Nicholson himself.

Before he could go through with his plan, Kingsley said, "It's fine, Mr. Maslow. We'll be going shoppingtomorrow. I'll buy her all the stuff she wants." Kingsley continued without giving Heston a chance torespond, "It's late. I'm getting some sleep." He hung up. It had been a long day, and Kingsley was tired.He put his phone under the pillow and closed his eyes. Sleep came to him just a moment later.

A loud moan came from the room next door early the next morning as usual. It woke Kingsley up. Hetook his phone out from under the pillow. 7.30AM? "God…" Kingsley massaged his temples andheaved a long sigh, then he sat up.

He washed himself up and changed into a clean T-shirt, then he bought two sets of breakfast in theshop downstairs before driving over to Block Jasmine.

He stayed in his car, sipping his orange juice and looking at the time. They had agreed to meet up at9.00AM, and it was only 8.30AM at the moment. Courtney valued time a lot. She would never be earlyor late for a meeting. After he was done with his breakfast, Kingsley scrolled through his phone andkept his boredom at bay with the news.

Before he could go through with his plan, Kingsley said, "It's fine, Mr. Maslow. We'll be going shoppingtomorrow. I'll buy her all the stuff she wants." Kingsley continued without giving Heston a chance torespond, "It's late. I'm getting some sleep." He hung up. It had been a long day, and Kingsley was tired.He put his phone under the pillow and closed his eyes. Sleep came to him just a moment later.

It was then a white BMW 5 Series zipped through the campus. The driver was probably flooring theaccelerator like nobody's business, as if they were on a highway, not a campus. A few students ranaway in shock, giving way to the car.

The BMW skidded to a halt, and it stopped right beside Kingsley's car. Someone opened the door, andout came a young guy in exquisite attire. He lit his cigarette up and beckoned at someone in thepassenger seat. "Pick up the pace. Don't waste my time. I have business to do this afternoon."

"Yeah, yeah. Just give me a minute to doll myself up. I want you to look good in front of everyone else,"a woman said, then out came a young woman from the passenger seat. She had wavy hair, and she

was wearing a sexy, short dress. She had heavy makeup on her face, and parts of her stockings hadholes in it. Some of her makeup was messed up. It was obvious she failed to touch up herself after anight of vigorous activity. She flicked her hair and gave the young man an alluring look. "Give me thirtyminutes, honey."