Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
But Hunter’s embrace made her feel safe, as though she was an abandoned puppy that finally found its owner.
Hunter gently caressed Madison’s face.
And although she was wearing makeup, he could tell that something was wrong with one glance.
” Feeling unwell?” Since there were a lot of watchful eyes, Madison put up with the pain and smiled.
“I’m fine.
I’m glad that you’re back.” Hunter glanced at the cold sweat on her forehead, assuming that Darrell and Jessica’s scheming was the cause of her discomfort.
Hence, Hunter was determined to clear up the mess as soon as possible.
He cooed, “Don’t be afraid.
I’m back now.
No one can bully you again.” He then shifted his gaze onto Jessica.
“I’ve heard of what happened in the past few days.
I thought of saying this after today since today’s Grandpa’s birthday.
But since you keep rambling about wanting to leave, I might as well grant you your wish.
Edmund, pack her stuff.” Jessica wanted Janice out of Williams residence, but why was she the person who was going to end up leaving instead? A sense of competition blazed in her.
She quickly grabbed Kenneth’s hand.
“Kenny, look at him.
I’m his stepmother, how can he treat me this way?” Hunter responded before Kenneth could say anything, “You cut ties with the Williamss 20 years ago.
Now I’m the rightful heir of the family.
I can make the calls for the Williamss’ matters.
Mr.
Kenneth, please take your wife out of my house.” Hunter had finally run out of patience and intended to straighten things out as quickly as possible.
His remarks didn’t leave a tinge of respect to Kenneth at all.
Before this, Hunter had to consider their kinship, but Kenneth hadn’t done the same.
Kenneth hadn’t respected Janice and Madison.
Thus, nothing was holding Hunter back anymore.
As long as he didn’t have morality, no one would be able to guilt-trip him.
Blood was thicker than water? Well Hunter didn’t receive any parental love since he was born, so why should he try to please Kenneth? “How dare you speak to me that way? I’m your father!” Kenneth exclaimed.
Hunter smirked, not wanting to waste time with him.
Turning around, Hunter faced the guests.
“Dear guests, I apologize for the disgraceful hospitality.
It is our fault for the unbecoming ministrations.
It looks like we have some family matters to deal with today.
Next time, I will entertain all of you with something more grand.” Hunter’s extraordinary aura and inherent leadership rendered everyone to naturally yield to him.
Hunter was different from his gentle brother and clueless father.
This was how the head of the Williams family should act.
Although the guests would have loved to enjoy the show, they could only leave because Hunter had said to.
“Okay, Mr.
Hunter.” Kelvin scanned the surroundings.
Following that, he approached Jessica with a white napkin.
“Mrs.
Williams, are you going to stop or do you need my help for that?” Jessica was dumbfounded by how cruel Hunter was.
Kenneth, whose dignity as the father was challenged, roared, ” How dare you!” Jessica cried louder since Kenneth had her back.
However, Kenneth’s response merely prompted Hunter to take and shove the white napkin into Jessica’s mouth.
“I’ve reminded you.”
Now that Jessica couldn’t speak, she glared at Hunter in disbelief.
She hadn’t expected him to do that to his stepmother! “Jessi!” Kenneth hurriedly removed the napkin from her mouth.
Jessica wanted to whine in reflex, but Hunter’s cold gaze stopped her.
She then pointed at Darrell lying on the ground.
“Save our son first.
Kenneth knew that now was not the time to fight with Hunter.
Darrell’s life was of utmost priority.
“Okay, stop crying.” Hunter let go of Jessica before striding toward Kelvin.
“Let him go.” Despite Kenneth’s forceful aura, Kelvin wasn’t working for Kenneth.
So why would Kelvin listen to him? Besides, Kelvin was infuriated upon learning what Kenneth had done to the young Hunter.
Not giving Kenneth two punches was already Kelvin’s best mercy.
So Kelvin ignored Kenneth.
Kenneth’s expression turned gloomy, feeling that he wasn’t being respected again.
“I told you to let go of him.
Are you deaf?” Kelvin dug his ear while boldly looking at Kenneth.
“Can’t do that without Mr.
Hunter’s orders.” “You have a death wish.” Kenneth angrily raised his hand, wanting to slap Kelvin in the face.
But Kelvin would never let Kenneth do as he wished, and he was happy that he had the chance to fight back.
Kenneth exercised every day, but Kelvin was a trained special agent.
Even though Kelvin was injured, he could readily take Kenneth down.
Kelvin restrained Kenneth’s hands to the back and flashed a relaxed smile.
“I have no choice, Mr.
Kenneth.
Mr.
Hunter has said the words.
I can beat anyone up if they stop me.
The first time is a warning.
Next time, I’ll do it for real.” Kenneth was so angry that his face turned crimson.
He didn’t expect his dignity to be stomped by a younger man.
Anxiety and anger got the best of him as he yelped at Hunter, “Manage your men properly!” Hunter motioned Kelvin to release Kenneth.
With a flushed face, Kenneth primped his clothes to let out his awkwardness.
He then angrily pointed at Janice.
Look at how rude your son is! Why doesn’t he just go to hell!” As soon as Kenneth blurted that, Janice stepped forward to slap him, putting him into a trance.
Kenneth was in utter disbelief.
He had seen a lot of women falling head over heels for him, but it was his first time getting slapped by a woman.
“y—You slapped me?” he stuttered.
Janice coldly deadpanned, “I slapped you because you’re a bastard.
You’ve never fulfilled your duty as the father, so what right do you have to ask him to acknowledge you as his father?” Harold spoke up, “You should’ve foreseen this awkward scene the moment you gave up on your family, child, and inheritance right? We’re all grown-ups.
We should be responsible for our choices.
One can never have everything in this world.
You own the love you’re proud of but lose the power.
That is fair.” At that moment, over ten maids carried bags over from upstairs.
Harold waved his hand.
“Leave, and do not return anymore.
I’ll pretend that I don’t have a son like you.” Kenneth stared at his old father.
He was no longer the vigorous figure who had caned him back then.
He had repented his past actions.
But it didn’t matter if they were right or wrong.
There was no turning back for him.
All he could do was to move on.
There were so many things he wanted to say, but they ended up into something simple.
“Take care, Dad.” Jessica, who was unwilling to accept her defeat, grabbed Kenneth’s hand and shouted, “Hubby, this is our home.
Why should we leave?
Kenneth turned at Jessica.
“Aren’t you the person who keeps wanting to leave?” Hurt, tears trickled down Jessica’s cheeks.
“Do you think I want to stay here? I simply can’t bring myself to make our son leave.
He followed us around while we built our careers for so many years.
He’s suffered a lot.” Jessica then knelt before Harold.
“Dad, do you know how tough our life was? I know that you look down upon me because of my family background, but what did Darrell do wrong? The Williamss’ blood runs in him, and the person Kenneth likes is clearly me.
