My Billionaire Husband

Simon William had left on a trip to a neighboring city for social engagement. But for Mrs. Garcia, she didn't care whether he went there for business or to see his mistress. Whatever the reason, she was in charge of the family now. And it was she who held the purse strings.

Antonette had moved into the William family residence with Simon's permission. Although Mrs. Garcia was not happy, she didn't have the courage to contradict him and had to consent to Antonette's arrival tacitly.

That morning, Antonette was ready to leave for school, when suddenly Mrs. Garcia called out to her, "Stop!"

Antonette took a deep breath. "What's wrong, Madame?" Mrs. Garcia had requested that Antonette always refer to her as Madame. And Antonette obeyed her orders, just as she did Simon's.

"Call Kyle William over here," Mrs. Garcia ordered.

Recently, Kyle had been going to school with Antonette as a result of their cooperation. Antonette really enjoyed this part of their relationship as Kyle's accompaniment made her become the focus of attention at school.

But why did Mrs. Garcia wants to see Kyle?

"Madame, is there anything wrong with Kyle?" Antonette asked with an ingratiating smile.

"Just do as you're told!" Mrs. Garcia barked.

"OK." Antonette swallowed the burning anger inside her and went to fetch Kyle.

She walked to the doorway and called out to him, "Mrs. Garcia wants to see you."

"Me?" Kyle was a little surprised; he had never had much to do with her.

Still, he went in to see what she wanted.

Mrs. Garcia was sitting in Simon's usual seat at the head of the table. She nodded her head to Kyle in greeting.

Kyle wasn't angered by her indifferent attitude, having suffered so much disdain from the William family over the years.

"Madame Garcia, what can I do for you?"

Mrs. Garcia was satisfied with Kyle's politeness. In her eyes, Kyle was a man who could do great things. She was one of the few in the family who recognized his potential.

"Kyle, do you have any interest in making a deal with me?"

Kyle raised his eyebrows. He was curious about what she might have to offer.

"Madame Garcia, you are supreme and powerful. What kind of deal would you need to take with me?"

Supreme and powerful? A bitter smile appeared on Mrs. Garcia's face. Simon William had given Brian almost all the shares of the William Group. She was a mere figurehead.

"Kyle, I know you are a wise man. And I can help you acquire the William Group shares that you d.e.s.i.r.e. But it will come at a cost; thirty percent will be yours, and the remaining seventy percent will be mine."

"Thirty seventy? Do you really think I will accept your offer?" Kyle said sarcastically.

"Don't cross the line, Kyle William!" Mrs. Garcia shouted, eyes wide in anger. She would have already attempted the coup alone but for fearing Simon's suspicion.

"How about forty percent for me, sixty percent for you?" Kyle hit back.

"All right." Mrs. Garcia agreed reluctantly.

Mrs. Garcia scowled as Kyle went back out to Antonette. She hadn't expected him to put up such a fight!

Kyle was pleased to have been included in Mrs. Garcia's plans. And the share percentages were of little concern, as he planned to take everything after making full use of Mrs. Garcia.

"Has she told you anything?" Antonette asked him curiously

"That old fox wants to take everything," Kyle said with scorn.

Antonette couldn't help feeling a little sorry for Simon William; he was surrounded by people fighting to steal his empire.

As Kyle dropped Antonette off at the school gate, he was just about to set off for the company, when a man came across his path.

It was Professor Morgan. At once, Kyle greeted him with a cap in hand, "Mr. Morgan, how are you?" As Kyle's teacher, Professor Morgan would always have his respect.

However, Professor Morgan didn't greet him as warmly. 

"I'm glad you still remember who I am! It's been almost impossible to find you recently."

Kyle bowed his head in shame at the professor's criticism.

"My lab is short of hands recently. Come and help out if you're available. The female students in the lab are all missing you."

It didn't take long for Professor Morgan to return to his usual joking tone. After all, Kyle was one of his favorite pupils.

"Sorry, Professor. I'm afraid I can't come to help you; I'm super busy at the company these days."

Professor Morgan hadn't expected Kyle would turn down his request. In the past, Kyle would always do whatever was asked of him.

The professor looked inquisitively at Kyle. He had the feeling that his student was not as innocent as before. There was a kind of dominating aura around Kyle that made him rather different from the past.

After a brief goodbye, the two men parted ways. Professor Morgan wondered whether the old Kyle was gone for good.

Kyle was, in fact, not on his way to the company. He instead stopped at a department store near the Jefferson residence.

He parked up and went to the second floor. The second floor was dedicated to women's clothing, as well as a Starbucks in the middle by the escalators.

"Kyle?" exclaimed a sweet voice.

When Kyle heard this voice, a smirk spread across his face.

It was Carol. She was pleasantly surprised to see him there and hurried over. "Kyle, why are you here?"

Kyle pretended to be surprised as well.

"I'm just here to meet a client."

"What a coincidence to see you here."

"It is, but I'm glad to see you. Would you like some coffee?" Kyle asked.

"Sure. Thank you." Carol gladly accepted his offer.

Kyle considerately opened the door for Carol and followed her in.

"Two lattes with sugar, please."

"How did you know what coffee I like?" Carol asked in surprise. Kyle had ordered her favorite drink.

"Oh, really? I had no idea. I just wanted to share my favorite drink with you." 

"It seems we have somewhat similar tastes…" Carol mused. Her positive feelings towards Kyle were growing day by day.

"Yeah, it seems we do," Kyle said with a smile.

Actually, Kyle had already spent a lot of time investigating Carol. Finding out her likes and dislikes, her daily routine, what shops she went to, what kind of make-up brands she used, and so on.