Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
The thought of Madison would placate him a bit.
“Very well.”
Those standing people were frightened after meeting Hunter’s murderous gaze.
They had been waiting for this for a long time. If they didn’t join hands to bring Hunter down this time when he was in serious difficulty, there might be no chances in the future.
“Mr. Williams, look-“
“I’m a man of his word. Get a notary, and we shall start the vote,” announced Hunter firmly.
Gary couldn’t mask his joy. It was as if he could already see Hunter being dismissed from his position.
The triumphant glint in Gary’s eyes didn’t go unnoticed by Hunter.
Hunter reminded him indifferently, “There’s no turning back from this. Please give it a serious consideration. Don’t do something that you’ll regret forever. You won’t get a second chance from me.”
Hunter was very busy during the short period of break.
Since Brent and Kelvin weren’t around, Hunter had to handle a lot of things himself.
Cyril was transferred over at a last-minute notice.
Thinking about the shareholder voting that was going to commence half an hour later, Cyril wasn’t afraid of it.
He felt sorry for Hunter instead.
“Mr. Williams, you’ve poured so much effort into the company, and that’s why it could achieve such achievements. How could they repay your favor by trying to dismiss you from your position?”
Hunter lit a cigarette. “This might not be a bad thing. I’ve long noticed someone plotting something behind the scenes. I can use the opportunity to lure the rat out.”
“Are you trying to clear the decks, Mr. Williams?”
“It’ll happen sooner or later.” Hunter exhaled a cloud of smoke. “I’ll make him know what’s the consequence of coveting something that doesn’t belong to him.”
Cyril took his phone out and glanced at it. “As you’ve expected, Kayla met a man after you left.”
“Who was it?”
Cyril zoomed in on the photo, which showed a gentleman in a white suit. He was sipping on a cup of coffee.
His side profile alone was enough to display his gentle side.
Hunter sneered. “It is him. He has frequently interacted with the senior management these years. It takes a long time for hard work to pay off. Judging from how many people stood up today, it looks like he has spent a lot of effort on this.”
“You can seize this chance to root all of them out, Mr. Williams. Oh, right, the person who splashed the acid will be released tonight.”
“Lock him in. Let him be first. I have a use for him. Where’s Diego?”
“He disembarked the plane not long ago. I bet he knows the news.”
“Have you found out who’s the person manipulating public opinion from abroad?”
Cyril shook his head. “Their IP address is fake. It changes every few seconds. It’s a professional who’s manipulating things behind the scenes. I bet it’s his doing.”
“No. There’s another person beside him,” Hunter responded confidently.
“His target is me and Williams Group. It’s the same person who ordered someone to splash acid and kill us. Madie is his target. This person must be the mastermind who hired the Black Ravens for that assassination job.”
A lot of matters and people were involved in this. It was a jumble of mess because the leads were gathered in one picture.
Among them were baits, who were being used to mislead Hunter. It wasn’t easy to analyze and investigate the details.
“If that’s the case, Mrs. Williams might be in danger at any time.”
“My announcement of Madie’s identity wasn’t only to grant her wish but also to lure that mastermind out. He’ll only take action when Madie shows up. The more he exposes himself, the easier it is for us to catch him.
“From what I see now, he’s a capable person. He didn’t leave a trace at all! We can ascertain that he’s not in Aldenvine. He’s somewhere abroad.”
“Yeah. That assassin killed himself in the police station not long ago. I don’t know what happened to that person who splashed acid, though.”
“Since his plan has failed, that mastermind will come at us again. Is the arrangement at Madie’s side done?”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Williams. I’ve increased the number of men.”
Hunter’s assistant knocked on the door. “Mr. Williams, all of the shareholders are here. They’re waiting for you in the meeting room.”
“Let’s go.” Hunter stood up and headed to the meeting room.
When he opened the door, he noticed that someone else had taken his seat.
That person resembled Hunter, but he seemed gentle. His features weren’t that sharp.
That person raised his gaze to meet Hunter’s as he smiled provokingly. “Long time no see, Hunter.”
The two men were half-brothers of the same father.
One of them owned all of their father’s love, spending his childhood that was pampered with parental love.
The other person was born without receiving love from anyone, yet he owned 80 percent of the family’s assets.
They were born on the same day, month, and year. They were born earlier than the expected due.
Hunter was born five minutes earlier than that man, but their status was that of the sky and earth.
Kenneth Williams-their father-stayed outside the delivery room the whole time, waiting for the child to be born.
But Hunter hadn’t received love from Kenneth since he was born.
His grandfather granted him a name, yet his biological father didn’t visit him once after he was born.
Meanwhile, Kenneth gave Darrell Williams his name. As his name suggested, he was his parents’ dearly beloved son.
Hunter looked forward to his birthday when he was three because he heard from his grandfather that Kenneth was going to celebrate his birthday.
Hence, the anticipation grew in him two weeks before his birthday.
He couldn’t even sleep the night before his birthday. He waited at the door for Kenneth before the sun rose.
The little boy waited and waited until the sky brightened, but his father didn’t come.
The little Hunter wondered, “Did Dad lose his way because he has never come home before?”
He then begged the driver to pick Kenneth up.
When they arrived at the destination, Hunter finally saw the person he always saw in videos and pictures. The man was tall and handsome.
“Is that Dad?” he wondered.
However, the man was holding another boy of Hunter’s age.
Kenneth would hold the boy, who was about to trip
He would coo at the boy when the latter threw a tantrum and let him ride on his shoulders, saying, “Here we go!”
A gentle-looking woman watched them playing around with a smile.
Soon, a lot of kids arrived. They were hugging beautiful birthday presents, wishing the boy “Happy birthday.”
Before Hunter realized it, he was already there.
He simply wanted to hold his father’s hand to see if it was as rough and warm as his grandfather’s.
“Who are you?” the little boy questioned Hunter.
Kenneth saw Hunter, too. Kenneth was stunned at first until Hunter carefully called, “Dad.”
Anticipation was bubbling in him as he wondered if Kenneth missed him as he did.
However, what awaited him wasn’t love.
The handsome man frowned, and his tone was cold. “What brings you here? Did your mother tell you to come?”
It was a meeting between a father and a son, but there was no love.
Like a completely different person, Kenneth looked at Hunter with loathing as though the boy was the most hateful person in this world.
“No, I-I just…” the little Hunter explained clumsily.
But Kenneth didn’t want to waste a single second on this. “Leave! Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Hunter wasn’t a crybaby because his grandfather told him that a man had to be strong and courageous. That way, he would be able to protect his family when he grew up.
However, Hunter couldn’t control his emotions at that time. Tears were pooling in his eyes.
He thought, “Is this man my father? Why is he treating me this way?”
“This isn’t somewhere you should be,” said Kenneth before leaving.
Tears ran over Hunter’s cheeks. Right then, a little kid helped him wipe his tears away.
“I know you. Are you my older brother? Then, it should be your birthday today, too. How about we celebrate our birthdays together?”
The boy, who resembled Hunter, appeared gentle.
Hunter’s head was a mess as he nodded without thinking much.
Hunter wondered if Darrell was the reason why Kenneth hadn’t returned home all this while.
Hunter wiped his tears away before chasing Kenneth, pulling his hand.
“Dad, why didn’t you bring my younger brother back home to live together? Are you afraid that I would bully him? I won’t.
“Grandpa told me that a man has to protect his family. I won’t bully him.”
Kenneth shoved Hunter’s hand away. The loathe in Kenneth’s eyes became more evident. “Don’t touch me.”
Hunter knew that Kenneth’s hands were big and smooth, unlike his grandfather’s hands, which were rough and cold.
“We’re going to eat the cake soon. Let’s cut it together,” Darrell suggested.
Hunter had no time to dwell on sorrow. “Okay.”
After cutting the cake, the kids, who had taken their share of it, smacked it onto Hunter’s face.
While Hunter remained dazed, Darrell whispered to him in an eerie voice, “I know you a long time ago. Happy birthday.”
Hunter’s grandfather was strict with him, but the older man protected him well.
His grandfather didn’t tell him the truth, simply saying that Kenneth was busy with work, so he didn’t have the time to come home.
At that time, the innocent Hunter believed that Kenneth was working to feed the family, not knowing that Kenneth actually had a family out there.
While Hunter knew nothing about it, Darrell knew Hunter like the back of his hand.
Darrell and the other kids joined hands, smearing cake over Hunter’s face, arms, neck, and body.
Every part of Hunter’s body was dirty.
They laughed at him, and laughter jared into Hunter’s ears.
Still, he was unbothered by it as he stared at Kenneth in a daze.
Hunter thought that Kenneth would be in pain watching him getting bullied and carry him or stop the kids from laughing.
