Kyle stayed for a couple of minutes, Calista wanted to know what he discussed with Lucas but Kyle brushed it off, claiming it wasn’t important.
Kyle hopped in his car and drove past the gate but this time, a photographer caught the perfect picture.
Kyle knew that this meant nothing, there were so many explanations for why he could be here.
But that was if it would even be posted on the internet as nothing was exciting about the picture.
Kyle made sure that the people in the studio saw his face, he wanted them to know that this piece of ass belonged to him.
Even though Calista was doing a decent job setting up these boundaries herself.
Kyle left the studio with Calista feeling satisfied however Lucas could no longer look her in the eye.
She couldn’t explain it but it turned her on so much that Kyle could make such a man submit within minutes.
This should teach him a lesson about boundaries, she wasn’t some piece of meat for anyone to consume but Kyle.
–
“What a day,” Kyle muttered under his breath. He realized that he needed to start making serious moves by arranging meetings with high-profile individuals, but despite having the money, he was a nobody.
No one would take him seriously without any accomplishment.
He would be just a brat with a lot of money.
Kyle didn’t know when he found himself in a car dealership, it was the same shop he visited with Calista.
The man who sold him that car recognized his ride and immediately dashed towards Kyle like a vulture circling its prey.
“Welcome back sir!” The man greeted him with a smile. Kyle noticed that he was drenched in sweat. Didn’t these people have some shade they could stand under or was he a try-hard?
It was true that he was more likely to beat his colleagues to the punch if he hovered outside, which was proven to be true as Kyle fell into his laps once again.
The man had a taste of his financial capabilities and was already showing him some of the newer models.
“Sir, right this way! The new Tesla just arrived and I think it suits a man of your calibre!” The man began his marketing right away with no time to waste.
“Tesla? You truly are a hustler,” Kyle chuckled, appreciating the man’s enthusiasm.
This was one of the few things that people possessed in this occupation because Kyle could tell with a single look that this man did enjoy winning over customers.
This told him one of two things, it was either he was linked somehow to the business or wished to climb the corporate ladder at some point.
“Tell me, what do you think would suit a police officer?” Kyle questioned and the man raised a brow upon hearing this.
The default cars of police officers were nowhere near luxurious but they were sturdy with excellent durability which was ideal considering their line of work.
“That would be a Ford Police interceptor…” The man responded, lowering the hand that was pointed at the Tesla.
He didn’t look disappointed because they have been trying to sell the older models as well but no one seemed interested in them.
If he could make this sale, there was no way it would go unnoticed.
He directed Kyle to where the cars were kept, it was out of sight and this told Kyle that it wasn’t something they wished to put on display which usually happens when something isn’t in demand.
“This is our newer model, it goes for $50,000 but with our special discou-!” Once again, Kyle stopped the man.
He didn’t need any discount because he could pay in full.
“I will take 10,” Kyle said sternly and the man’s jaw dropped.
“What the hell is wrong with this guy!?” The man thought to himself because this would put him above his yearly quota.
He had to do the maths quickly and it came to $500,000. How could this man cough up this sum casually?
He found himself curiously wanting to ask what Kyle does for a living.
But who was he to judge, as long as he was spending his money here and filling his quota, he could be the reincarnation of Pablo Escobar for all he cared.
He didn’t hesitate to take Kyle to where he could pay for it.
It took less than five minutes for Kyle to not only sign the necessary documents but make payment for them.
Kyle was still a billionaire and this was chicken change to him even though he wasn’t oblivious to the fact that this was a lot of money.
Kyle didn’t register it under himself but the police department, he was going to give it as a donation.
“Um, can you help me take it to the LAPD but do not disclose my name or identity,” Kyle told him, slapping $10,000 to carry out this task as payment.
The man’s jaw dropped because he would have done this without being paid but once again, Kyle wanted everything to go perfectly and money was a strong motivating factor.
Few people said no to money but this man wasn’t one of them.
The funny thing was Kyle found himself here, it wasn’t on his agenda when he stepped into the car.
It was a last-second thought and there was no way that this wouldn’t put a smile on the LAPDs face.
But he was also aware that Priscilla and Oliver would know who it was that sent this to them.
That was the most important thing and this facade of remaining anonymous would give the illusion of being humble despite it being a calculated move.
Kyle was content with what he had done and this was his queue to leave the area.
The man was left speechless, wondering if Kyle would come in one day and buy him a car too.
That was a far-fetched dream but a man was allowed to dream, wasn’t he?
–
It took only a few hours from the time of purchase for the cars to arrive.
The police officers there were confused because it wouldn’t make sense for an anonymous donation to come in.
There would be no way of showing their gratitude but this was welcomed considering some of the cars could use an upgrade.
These were the latest models so it superseded the current set of vehicles that they had.
The cars were assigned to some of the better officers but Priscilla and Oliver had earned their right to be considered not only because the car they operated in was about to kick the bucket but the case that they recently solved.
Oliver took credit alongside Priscilla despite Priscilla doing most of the work, she didn’t mind this as she too had done so in the past.
“Do you think it is him?” Oliver asked her, staring at the car in the driveway.
“I’m certain it is but why…” Priscilla muttered under her breath.
Oliver rolled his eyes in annoyance, Priscilla perceived this and just sighed.
“Sorry, I can’t help it,” Priscilla quickly discarded the earlier sentence.
“It is fine. Sometimes, good things happen to good people…” Oliver responded with a hand on her back.
“I know it is hard to believe but you’re a good person,” Oliver concluded but his words didn’t move her one bit.
“Do we have to thank him?” Priscilla questioned, ignoring everything that the older man just said.
“I mean, isn’t the point of anonymity to remain unknown? Besides, it would be embarrassing if it ended up not being him,” Oliver didn’t take her earlier snub to heart because he had been partners with her long enough to know this was her personality and also the reason she was single.
Of course, he dared not say this because Priscilla was anything but feminine.
“You do have a point there, chubby,” Priscilla responded but Oliver had given up at this point.
He tried his best to dissuade her from calling him these nicknames but she wasn’t going to listen.
There was one thing that Oliver couldn’t deny and that was her being an incredible police officer.
He couldn’t take that away from her regardless of how hard he tried.
–
Calista was done with the set for the day and she noticed that Lucas returned the script to its original state.
There were no modifications because Kyle had established himself as someone he didn’t want to mess with. He would never have guessed that was the owner of JPD Agency.
The last thing he would want was to be barred from working with talents from the Agency as that would essentially mean he loses his chance to keep working for Distort.
He has been involved in multiple controversial cases and this affected the kind of work he could get.
No mainstream media house wanted to work with him or it risked sullying their reputation.
This was one thing he couldn’t escape and Distort took a chance on him and his reputation was slowly returning to what it once was.
But Lucas got ahead of himself, he couldn’t risk another scandal or there would be no saving his career.
Calista noticed that he was carrying himself like his feet were heavy but felt no sympathy or empathy towards him.
If anything, this sight warmed her heart because it showed that Kyle had the power to make those who mess with her pay and that turned her on.