Billionaire in Kingsman with a Marvel System

"Renovating the stadium and Chelsea Village?" Lina thought for a moment and then shook her head, saying, "How much would that cost? The current stadium has 42,055 seats, and they're often not even full. Expanding the stadium would be unnecessary and wasteful."

"You don't understand," William replied. "We need to think long-term. The demand for tickets is only going to grow. Once the team's performance improves, it won't be long before the current seats are insufficient. It's better to build now than later. While the economy is sluggish, construction costs will be much lower than they will be in a few years, possibly even half or double the cost. Spending money now is actually making money. Plus, if we invest heavily in expanding the stadium and renovating Chelsea Village as soon as we take over, it will boost the fans' confidence in us. If we want the fans' support and the team's success, we can only achieve that by spending money.

Build the best stadium possible. When it comes to players, if we can sign big-name players, that's ideal. If not, then we should continue investing in the team's infrastructure, like building a modern training facility. Big investments will showcase our ambition, attract top players, and keep the fans loyal.

Money alone won't guarantee us a championship, but it will increase our chances. I don't want to end up like that old man Bates, constantly criticized by the fans. If we win the championship, you can represent the Devonshire family and accept the trophy. Just think about it, Mom. You would be the most glamorous club chairwoman in the world."

"God!" The thought made Lina so excited that her face lit up with anticipation. However, her joy didn't last long before she shook her head and said, "With such a large investment, how many years will it take for us to recoup the money? If the team's performance doesn't improve, we'll suffer a huge loss."

"Well..." William's face twitched. He truly admired his mother, who had been a thrifty housekeeper since she was young. Her transition from fan to owner was so smooth that William couldn't keep up. "Don't worry, Mom. I promise we won't lose money. Remember, making money is my specialty. In just seven or eight months, I've already made billions. My judgment is never wrong."

These words calmed Lina, and her face showed a proud expression as she gently patted William's head. "Speaking of which, I really need to thank you, my child. I never dreamed our family would own Chelsea. God has been kind to me. Even though He took away my husband, He gave me the best son. William, you are the greatest pride of my life."

"Oh, come on, Mom. If anyone should be grateful, it's me. Without you, there wouldn't be me. Now that I can support this family, you can relax and do whatever you want. I've got everything else covered. You've worked hard for the first half of your life for me, and now you should enjoy my filial piety."

"Haha, that's right. You do have a conscience." Lina was pleased to hear that William knew how to be filial. Happily, she said, "Alright, I'll leave the money-making to you. I won't interfere. William, what do you think of me treating all the Chelsea fans to beer and fried chicken at our first match after we take over?"

Seeing his mother happy made William happy too. Smiling, he said, "No problem, Mom. As long as you're happy. Money is meant to be spent. I've already thought it through. You and my future wife can handle the spending. If we have daughters, they'll get the same treatment as you. But if we have sons, they'll have to do housework to earn their pocket money."

"Haha, William, you're terrible!" Lina laughed heartily at William's words. Gloating, she added, "With a father like you, my future grandchildren will definitely have a hard time. Just thinking about their pitiful faces makes me want to laugh."

"Well," William said awkwardly, "if you want grandchildren, you'll have to wait a few years. I'm not ready to be a dad yet."

"That's alright. I'm not ready to be a grandmother either," Lina patted William's shoulder kindly and said, "My child, you grew up before I was ready."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem." 

William and Lina turned to see Gary standing at the foot of the stairs.

"Sorry, am I interrupting?" Gary apologized.

William and his mother stood up from the sofa and smiled at Gary. "It's alright. I was just chatting with my mother. Does the suit fit?"

Gary politely greeted Lina, "Thank you, it's perfect."

Wearing the casual suit sent by the tailor, Gary looked much younger. William joked, "Congratulations, Gary. You look much younger in that outfit than you did before. Your previous style was too old-fashioned, making you look too serious and somber."

Being criticized for his fashion sense was something that the self-proclaimed English gentleman Gary could not tolerate. Annoyed, he said, "Do you think your fashion sense is any better? You're a nobleman but dress like one of those nouveau riche Americans. And for the record, I'm not old. I just feel lighter now that I've let go of my burdens."

Lina smiled as she watched her son and his friend bicker, shaking her head. "You gentlemen carry on. I need to check on dinner."

Gary quickly nodded. "Thank you, ma'am."

After Lina left, Gary sat on the sofa and said, "Your mother is truly amazing. I heard she's been single all these years, working several jobs to support you through school. Now that you've made it, your hardships are over, and your mother can finally live for herself."

"Mm," William suddenly stared at Gary intently. "What do you mean by that, Gary? You'd better be complimenting her and not implying anything else."

Gary looked confused at William's unfriendly expression. After a few seconds, he realized what William was implying. "William, you're such an ass! Why do you always assume the worst about people? Do you have a persecution complex or something? I swear, that was just a compliment."

"Alright, I'll believe you for now. But after dinner, you're heading straight back to London. If you ever come to the castle when I'm not around, I'll throw you into the Thames," William threatened, staring into Gary's eyes.

Gary rolled his eyes. "Relax. I don't have the guts to become your stepfather. I still want to live, but, hehe..."

Seeing the suggestive look on Gary's face, William was furious. "F.K.U. What's with that expression? If you keep grinning like that, I swear I'll throw you into the stream outside the castle to wake you up."

Faced with William's anger, Gary quickly stopped smiling but couldn't resist adding, "Just wait, William. Your troubles are only beginning. I'll be watching from the sidelines, ready to laugh at your misfortune."

"Go to hell, you jerk," William snapped, though he knew Gary was right. Many people would undoubtedly try to target his family in the future. The thought of various unsavory characters approaching his mother made William very uneasy.

It seemed that his mother's safety had become a priority, and it would be best to hire bodyguards unconnected to the West. Female special forces operatives would be ideal. With this thought in mind, William couldn't help but consider hiring some of the top bodyguards from the East who specialize in protecting important figures.

___________________

Read Ahead

[email protected]/Mutter