Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
After Hunter closed the door, his expression instantly turned cold as he turned around. Taking out his phone, he walked to the side to make a call.
Madison couldn’t figure out what he was saying. She only felt that his figure looked extra cruel.
“I don’t care what you have to do. Get the person out for me. Yes, just tell him that we won’t hold him accountable.”
Hunter brought Madison back home. She was still suffering from the aftershock.
When she recalled what had happened in the mall, she couldn’t help but say, “Hunter, today, I bumped into-“
His phone rang, interrupting her. He was so busy that his phone didn’t stop ringing throughout the journey.
“Okay, I’ll be there soon,” he answered the call before looking at her. “What did you want to tell me, Madie? What happened in the mall?”
She sighed. “It’s nothing important. Go ahead and come back early.”
“Okay.” He stroked her head and turned to leave.
Madison thought about that strange person. Even if that person wasn’t a bad guy, she figured that it wouldn’t be something important.
She was merely worried about how things would go now that it had come this far.
It was cloudy. Hunter, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, was wearing a gloomy expression.
Considering that Brent and Kelvin were detained and what Madison had encountered, it was natural for Hunter to be this moody.
He had been paying attention to public opinion about the matter.
“Mr. Williams, things have come this far. Are we still not going to release an official statement?”
Hunter caressed his ring repeatedly. “No. No one will believe it without evidence. Plus…” He stopped midway.
Cyril gazed at the cold-looking Hunter through the rearview mirror. Murderous intent was looming in the air from Hunter.
“I want to know who’s the one plotting all this. Just let it be. Their good days won’t last long.”
Cyril had a feeling that Hunter already knew who it was although he didn’t say it.
Hunter’s men had found out the mastermind who hired the assassins. He didn’t expect it to be an old acquaintance.
“There it is, Sunset Mansion.”
Hunter snorted lightly in response.
Sunset Mansion was located at the seaside. It was an ancient building with an aesthetically pleasing and romantic touch.
It was a hot place for pictures during summer evenings.
However, it was winter right now. The gloomy clouds gave it a slightly desolate and eerie mood.
Upon entering the yard, Hunter saw a woman’s side profile.
She was wearing a long wool coat while enjoying her coffee gracefully. Her red nails were rather striking in contrast with the white cup.
The sea breeze was strong, but she appeared calm and collected. She looked out of place with the bad weather.
Hearing footsteps, she turned to look at the incoming man.
The black coat outlined Hunter’s built stature, and his expression remained icy as usual.
With a cold air around him, he approached Kayla Harper, who was wearing full makeup.
She greeted, “Long time no see, Mr. Williams.”
Her brief salutation dripped with friendly sentiments.
Instead of going along with the courtesy, he dived right into the topic. “Where’s the evidence?”
She chuckled. “You’re still the cold man as ever. Since you’re already here, why don’t you take a seat and have a cup of coffee?”
“No need for that. I’m busy. All you have to do is to tell me where the evidence is.”
Considering that Hunter wasn’t being patient with her, Kayla took a few snippets out of her branded bag. “Look at these yourself.”
The photo wasn’t complete; it had been torn.
After piecing the snippets together, it vaguely showed a tall man in a janitor uniform strangling Mara, leaving her feet dangling in midair.
It was the perfect evidence to clear up the misunderstanding!
“Is this present significant enough to open the floor for negotiation?” Kayla set her cup down before propping her chin while resting her elbow lazily.
Only then did Hunter sit down. The photo had been edited, hence the blurry image. On top of that, it had been torn. He could tell that she was a careful person.
“What’s your condition?”
When Kayla slowly rose from her seat, Hunter realized that she was wearing robotic legs right from her knees underneath her coat.
“Your legs…” He was slightly surprised.
Her striking red lips beamed into a smile. “Is it weird? You should’ve known that anything could happen the moment you abandoned me.”
He wasn’t happy with the way she put it, but he was too lazy to correct her.
He asked indifferently, “Tell me, what do you want?”
Kayla didn’t expect him to be this indifferent after noticing her legs, hence the unhappy glint in her eyes.
Suppressing the upsetting emotions in her, she smiled. “I know that you’re loaded with cash, so I don’t want anything material. I want you to sleep with me.”
Hunter’s fingers, which were holding the photo, froze. He thought he heard it wrongly. “What did you say?”
She didn’t show a hint of awkwardness at all. Her eyes seemed crazed instead.
Abruptly, she hugged him from behind him.
Frowning, he shoved her away.
Since her legs were disabled, she failed to capture her balance and fell onto the ground.
“Hunter, you’re still heartless as you were before,” claimed Kayla with teary eyes.
He slid his chair to stand up. His eyes were cold. “And you’re still having wild imaginations as you did before. Kayla, I told you five years ago that I don’t like you.”
She flashed a self-mocking smile. “You chose to sponsor me that year because of my face, didn’t you?”
“Yes. You looked somewhat like her, especially your side profile,” Hunter answered without hesitation.
That was the cruel truth, but she had been having delusions.
Ten years ago, he sponsored Kayla, who came from poverty and aced her studies.
Her journey moving from that little village to Aldenvine was full of hurdles.
She had always wanted to meet the person she was indebted to, then she met him.
At that time, although Hunter was aloof to her, he had never mistreated her when it came to material goods.
He even took her to his mansion after she was bullied in school.
The busy Hunter often went on many business trips, but seeing him a few times a year was enough to make her happy.
She worked harder to develop herself like an ugly duckling determined to be a swan.
Other people had always thought she came from a rich family. No one knew her past. Even she herself almost thought that it was the reality.
When she turned 18, she confessed her feelings to Hunter in her coming-to-age ceremony.
Kayla had always thought that she was someone special to him. Even though he had never done anything intimate to her, he often stared at her blankly.
The naive Kayla mistook that as a sign that he liked her. To her surprise, a sweet relationship didn’t come to her after the confession but a cruel reality instead.
Hunter turned her down explicitly, stating that he helped her out solely because of pity. Never once had he bore feelings for her.
In order to quell her feelings for him, he even sent her abroad for studies.
Kayla didn’t know where it went wrong. She clearly sensed that he treated her differently.
If it wasn’t love, why would he choose her out of so many people?
She didn’t want to go abroad, so she made a daring decision and asked someone to kidnap her.
She wanted to test Hunter.
In the end, reality proved that she didn’t mean anything to him.
She lost her legs in that tragic kidnapping incident.
Hunter never once paid her a visit after that. So, her furious elder brother confronted Hunter.
Her brother visited Williams Group for a week before managing to meet Hunter, but he still refused to see Kayla. He told her brother to relay a message. “We have nothing to do with each other from today onward.”
It happened a long time ago, but Kayla could still feel the agonizing pain in her bones.
She was hospitalized for six months, and Hunter left her.
Even after threatening that she would give up on her studies, he merely replied, “Have it your way.”
Then, he blocked her contact number.
Kayla spent her days and nights crying. She also married Diego Welsh, who was older than her by 20 years, out of revenge.
He didn’t look down on her even though she had lost her legs. Instead, he married her and treated her well.
However, he messed around with some non-famous celebrities because Kayla gave him the cold treatment.
Little did he know that the person in her heart was Hunter. She had been keeping an eye on Hunter, and she was more obsessed than before.
Kayla was overjoyed when she learned the news that the engagement between Hunter and Andrea was called off.
Kayla was confident that he wouldn’t fall in love with any woman that easily, thinking that no one in this world deserved him. That lasted until not long ago, when Hunter announced Madison’s identity at the award ceremony that night.
Kayla finally knew the reason behind Hunter’s sponsorship after looking at Madison’s face.
It was not that she was any special but simply because Kayla resembled Madison a bit.
Kayla had never imagined that the restless celebrity her husband was sleeping with would keep provoking her with messages. Hence, she decided to hire someone to eliminate her.
And that brought her a lot of trouble. Even Hunter and Madison were dragged into it.
Kayla believed that God was fair, for He had bestowed her this opportunity knowing that she had been yearning for it.
She was unbothered that she was pushed to the ground. She got to her feet pitifully. “Hunter, I’m not asking for anything. Just one night. I have a higher-resolution video and photo. I’ll give them to you.”
Hunter’s big shadow loomed over the petite woman. His gaze was colder than the weather.
It was as though he was looking at trash.
No matter how she tried, she was still the pitiful country bumpkin to him.
“Kayla Harper, you’re seriously disgusting.” That was Hunter’s comment on Kayla.
She loved him for ten years only to receive that reply in return.
She quickly wiped her tears away. “I’m disgusting? Am I that bad in your eyes? Will you never spare me a glance even if I give you all of me? Will I never beat Madison?”
