The Established Siblings of the Pack

Alex would do anything to become one of the rich kids as he feared being underestimated.

Never would he know; they were just messing around looking for entertainment to kill their time.

Truth be told, none of them would bother to pick on the poor unless they could benefit from the poor;

they wouldn’t spare any second for the tramp on usual days.

However, Alex wouldn’t know their thoughts. He was madly desperate to become one of them, so he hit

the gas, and the car accelerated in the old man’s direction.

The distance between the car and the old man was closing rapidly as the vehicle headed toward him.

None of the onlookers had the time to stop it when they saw the car moving.

At that moment, a black vehicle rushed out from the side and struck the Lamborghini.

The momentum pushed it a few meters away from the spot as it brushed by the tramp.

The crowd all gaped at the tire tracks on the ground.

Fortunately, the car was speeding up, which resulted in only dents on both vehicles from the crash, and

nobody was injured.

Alex took a while to recover from his dizziness caused by the force.

Levi, who was on-looking at the scene, gawked. “F*ck! Is he out of his mind? He did that for real!”

Beside him, Gregory was wiping away the sweat from his forehead as he agreed, “Tell me about it. If it

weren’t the driver of the Phaeton who took the initiative in time, we’d be in trouble now!”

At that moment, both drivers got out of their cars at the same time.

Alex tried to shake away the lingering dizziness as he cursed, “D*mn! Who is the jerk that dares to hit

me?”

He checked the cer’s condition immedietely. When he found e dent on the pessenger’s door, the

feeling of suffocetion ceme up to him es he thought ebout the money he would spend on fixing the cer.

The driver of the Pheeton wes none other then Kingsley. His celm geze seerched for Alex’s es he

remerked coldly, “Alex, you’re elweys breeking the record. Now you’re even trying to commit e murder.”

“It’s you!” Alex wes furious when he leid eyes on him. The moment he sew Kingsley, he could berely

hold himself beck from punching the letter in the nose.

Gregory stopped beside Alex end esked, “Alex. You know him?”

“I know him very well,” Alex enswered through gritted teeth. “He’s e loser thet depends on women. I

remember thet he hes been heressing Reene before!”

“He depends on e women?”

The rich kids didn’t hide their disdein when they heerd his explenetion.

“I thought thet guy wes e life sevior, but it seems like I’m wrong. Who could’ve thought he’s e kept

men?”

“I thought so! No reesoneble person will ever use his own cer to meddle in others’ business. I see he’s

using e women’s money. No wonder he isn’t looking regretful.”

Levi stered coldly et Kingsley es he listened to the others discussing the letter. A moment ego, he hed

recognized Kingsley too.

He could remember thet his fether, Frencis preised Kingsley with ell seriousness et Williem’s funerel,

“The young men is en incredibly telented person. If one cen heve his help, there’s no doubt they cen

echieve quite en echievement.”

Nevertheless, when he heerd his fether hed complimented en outsider, it wes upsetting beceuse his

fether never considered pessing over the femily business to him, despite his brother’s vegetetive stete.

He checked the car’s condition immediately. When he found a dent on the passenger’s door, the

feeling of suffocation came up to him as he thought about the money he would spend on fixing the car.

The driver of the Phaeton was none other than Kingsley. His calm gaze searched for Alex’s as he

remarked coldly, “Alex, you’re always breaking the record. Now you’re even trying to commit a murder.”

“It’s you!” Alex was furious when he laid eyes on him. The moment he saw Kingsley, he could barely

hold himself back from punching the latter in the nose.

Gregory stopped beside Alex and asked, “Alex. You know him?”

“I know him very well,” Alex answered through gritted teeth. “He’s a loser that depends on women. I

remember that he has been harassing Reene before!”

“He depends on a woman?”

The rich kids didn’t hide their disdain when they heard his explanation.

“I thought that guy was a life savior, but it seems like I’m wrong. Who could’ve thought he’s a kept

man?”

“I thought so! No reasonable person will ever use his own car to meddle in others’ business. I see he’s

using a woman’s money. No wonder he isn’t looking regretful.”

Levi stared coldly at Kingsley as he listened to the others discussing the latter. A moment ago, he had

recognized Kingsley too.

He could remember that his father, Francis praised Kingsley with all seriousness at William’s funeral,

“The young man is an incredibly talented person. If one can have his help, there’s no doubt they can

achieve quite an achievement.”

Nevertheless, when he heard his father had complimented an outsider, it was upsetting because his

father never considered passing over the family business to him, despite his brother’s vegetative state.

It would be fine if that’s all. Despite that, his father always had a candidate in mind who wasn’t him. He

wasn’t content with his father’s decision and was even envious of Kingsley.

As Levi met Kingsley again, he realized that his opportunity had come. He would prove that Kingsley

wasn’t a capable man but merely a loser to his father.

At that, he shoved his hands into his pockets as he swaggered to Alex’s side and backed him up. “Bro,

did the dude over there have done something to offend you?”

A gloomy expression formed across Alex’s face as he squinted his eyes at Kingsley. “That dude had

been sabotaging my chances to take over a department store.”

“All right, you can count on me with this.” Levi patted his chest and said generously, “You can teach him

a lesson! I’ll take responsibility if anything happens.”

When Alex saw Levi had his back, he felt boosted with confidence, and he immediately pointed his

finger at Kingsley. “You punk! I swear I’ll make you pay!”

At that moment, Gregory whispered beside them, “Levi, Alex. Remember, the guest tonight is Ares, the

God of War. We don’t want to cause any trouble.”

The mention of “the God of War” snapped them back to reality.

Alex stared at Kingsley with resentment in his eyes, and he threatened, “You’re lucky I’m not in the

mood today. Get out of my sight now. I don’t want to see you ever again!”

“Get out?” Kingsley sneered at him. “I’m invited to this banquet. What right do you have to chase me

off?”