All Chapters of The Billionaire's Creed: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MYKEL I was glad Adley slept like a log last night. She started to make me worry. One thing I learned about her was she had this obsession with something, and she would not stop until she was done with it. Maybe that was one thing we had in common. Even if Adley woke up late in the morning, she was energetic and went to the mini-gym for her yoga. I was preparing breakfast when she joined me with a kiss on my cheek, then wrapped her arms around my waist. “What was that for?” “For reminding me that health is also wealth, and there’s more important than making money and good impressions.” “Like what?” I put a small amount of butter on her pancakes and poured a good amount of syrup. “You and our marriage.” Her reply froze me for a moment. Did she really say that? My heart started pumping hard. I held her hands and turned around. “Do you mean it?” She looked fantastic today. “Yeah. You took care of me last night and reminded me that my husband was more important to me than maki

ADLEY Mykel pressed his lips against my cheek so hard I winced. He enjoyed so much with his public display in front of his mother. I found it sweet and annoying at the same time. “What’s wrong with you?” I rubbed the skin that was probably pink right now. “Really? Does it hurt? You don’t mind it—” “Okay, okay. Stop it, Mykel. We’re having breakfast.” Madelyn stacked the last waffle onto the plate and gave it to her son. “Go and prepare the table. I hopped from the stool. “Let me help.” “No, darling. Let him work.” I hid my smile. Mykel seemed okay with the arrangement. “He’s used to doing this chore. He had a lot of money that he could spend ten lifetimes, but he never complained even once.” He returned, grabbed some cutlery from the drawer, and stocked some plates. He took the sliced fruits and the softest still steaming scrambled egg next. Once he picked up the last cup, he looked at me. “Let’s have breakfast, Mom, baby.” Our breakfast was light and fun as his mom shared

ADLEY“I’ll send you the design next week. Then we can talk about changes.”“I know you’re busy. I really appreciate you for doing this.” Lyra seemed a genuine person. Besides, she had nothing to do with the feud between Mykel and Dru. “You’re a family, Lyra.” I got up from my seat. “Your baby might be hungry. Let’s get something to eat.”“I also need some exercise.” She agreed with me. “How’s Mykel as a person, as a husband?”“At first, I found him egotistic, arrogant, shallow, foul-mouthed, and you know the stereotype—a rich playboy who gets what he wants. But when I get to know him, he’s thoughtful and has a heart of gold. There’s more to see in him than meets my eye.”Despite the busy street, it was a good day. The weather wasn’t humid, and I enjoyed Lyra’s company.“How did you and Dru meet?”“I worked for him for more than two years.” She smiled. I couldn’t see the spark of being in love, but I did believe she cared about the father of her unborn child.“Worked? You stopped?”S

ADLEY I listened to him terrify the poor pregnant woman. I knew he would find out I was with Lyra, but I didn’t realize it would take him that long to figure out. I knew it was only a matter of time before he would burst into this door. I was still mad and freaking hurt. And I felt like our relationship was built on lies. The whole damn time we were together, I felt like it was all part of his game. I wondered what was the catch that he was willing to go to that extent for this marriage. Not definitely for the money and power. Ego? Probably, because honestly, I also had connections and money. I came from a prominent family. My grandfather was as wealthy as him. They both ran billion-dollar empires. So my marriage to him would boost his power and ego. But that’s not it. I was missing something here. Lyra became like a sister I never had. She looked at the security monitor in her hand, watched the car enter the gate earlier, and informed me that it was definitely Mykel. A shadow beh

MYKEL“How did your mother respond to this?” My father’s eyes glittered with unshed tears as he smiled at me.“She’s one of the reasons why I’m doing this.” I smiled back as I recalled Mom saying to give my father one last chance. “Thank you. And the baby—”“I know. You did great, Dru.” I gripped his shoulder.“Thanks, son.” He slapped my shoulder. “Thank you.”“I got to go and check on Adley.”I found her standing in front of a massive painting with a Champagne in her grip with her serious look, scrutinizing it.“Do you like that?” I wrapped my arm around her waist. “Intrigue.”The more I looked at the painting, the longer it became a familiar face. It was like an illusion. I was not an art connoisseur, but the techniques and the details made sense. “Do you see what I see?”“I think your brother is amazing.” She sipped her champagne.“I tried hard not to take offense on that. But yeah. It’s impressive.”“You’re awesome in your own way, big guy. Don’t compare yourself to your brothe