The Established Siblings Of The Pack
Chapter 401

Chapter 401

Chapter 401

Courtney blushed slightly as she playfully punched Kingsley. She narrowed her eyes and pretended tothreaten him. "Do you know what happened to that robot? I dismantled and tore it apart the nightbefore I came to Diosna City for university!"

He was rendered speechless upon hearing that. "What the... Forget it. I'll walk you back to thedormitory. You're my princess!"

The two continued playfully bantering with each other while walking toward the parking lot.

He bought her a packed lunch and sent her back to her dormitory before heading to the Helios Hotel.

On the way there, he called Lancer and asked him to arrange a birthday present for Mrs. Hewitt.

The parking lot of Helios Hotel was already filled with all kinds of luxury cars when Kingsley arrivedthere. He even saw the car bearing the license plate of the provincial officer— A000001A.

It seemed that what Will had told him was true. He finally felt a bit relieved from his guilt when he sawmany high-ranking officers and the provincial officer trying to curry favor with the Hewitt Family!

He still remembered the year when Warren died. His godfather told him that dying in a battle was thehighest honor a Coliree Island soldier could receive. However, Warren's death was completelyavoidable, but it still happened because of his poor command. Therefore, he made it his mission tostrengthen himself, physically and mentally, by joining more actual combat so that he could avoid a

tragedy like this in the future.

He began to train day and night under his godfather's merciless training plan and even started toparticipate feverishly in and command battles of all sizes. As he achieved more military achievements,his military rank also grew with his victories.

It was as if he tried to use the method to numb himself from the pain of losing Warren and deliberatelytry to forget the mistakes he made. The tragedy slowly faded away in his memory with time amid heavymilitary affairs. It was not until today that Will mentioned the Hewitt Family that he realized that he hadnever once forgotten about Warren. The thought of his former fallen comrade made him almost burstinto tears. He only felt better when he saw how the Hewitt Family gained such prestigious status insociety.

"Boss Nicholson, I'm glad you made it. Shall we go in together?" The moment Will walked over andaddressed Kingsley respectfully, Kingsley was immediately yanked back to reality.

He nodded in response, and just when he was about to follow Will, he suddenly thought of somethingand asked, "I don't have an invitation. Can I still go in?"

"There is no need for an invitation," Will replied. "Mr. Hewitt welcomes anyone who wants to celebrateand wish him a happy birthday."

Kingsley was slightly taken aback when he heard how open this celebration was held. "Wouldn't it be amess?"

"Nope." Will took a step forward and said in a low voice, "I mean, those who don't have anybackground would not even dare to enter. After all, the provincial officer is here. I doubt anyone dares

to mess around here."

"Understandable. Let's go, then."

Unbeknownst to them, another man was standing in the corner of the parking lot, staring at their backsas they walked to the Hotel. It was Zeke.

He gritted his teeth in frustration as he whispered to himself, "Damn. Why is this Kingsley showing upeverywhere I go? And he's here with Mr. Maslow!"

Although he hated Kingsley with every fiber of his being, he feared Will. So, he did not dare to make ascene and could only sullenly curse Kingsley in his heart.

At the same time, Kingsley and Will had already entered the banquet hall, and Kingsley heard peoplegreeting Will one after another, to which he nodded politely in response.

"Mr. Maslow."

"Long time no see!"

Will mentioned previously that he did not take other wealthy heirs seriously, but he only made anexception for the eldest son of the Sunrise Corporation, Eric.

Kingsley glanced around at those gorgeously dressed men and women and inquired, "Where'sPresident Maslow?"