All Chapters of Billionaire Daddy for sale : Chapter 201 - Chapter 208

Micheal adjusted his grip on the steering wheel, his knuckles slightly pale from the pressure. On the outside, he looked composed — calm even — but on the inside, his chest was a mess of nerves.The low hum of the engine was drowned out by the cheerful chorus coming from the backseat.“Mommy’s going to love this one!” Lily declared, holding up a glittering necklace made from shiny beads and plastic gems.“No, mine is the coolest! Look at this drawing — it’s her, me, you, and Lily on a rocket ship!” Jack added, waving the paper in front of his sister’s nose.Lily in turn straightened the petals of the flower she had bought, and had accidentally stuffed along with the piles of things they had brought to show their mommy. The car was filled with excited chatter and giggles, wrapping Micheal in a bubble of pure noise that should’ve calmed him.It didn’t.He couldn’t stop rehearsing everything in his head.What if Yvonne was still upset? What if she regretted asking him to come? What if h

Yvonne was too preoccupied by the warmth in her chest over the bonding between her parents and the children to register that Micheal had moved closer.The kids’ excited chatter filled the front yard as they showed off their drawings and photos of school friends. They had warmed up to their new grandparents so easily, as if this were a long-awaited reunion rather than their very first meeting. Laughter drifted through the air — gentle and light — carrying a sweetness that made her heart ache in the best way.It reminded Yvonne of a time when her parents had expected nothing of her, when they had simply let her be their little princess. If they truly had changed, then Yvonne knew her children were in for an abundance of care and affection.Her parents used to treat her like the center of their world when she was much younger. And then, all at once, she felt it — that familiar, quiet pull. The subtle shift in the air as he stood close. The warmth of his hands lightly supporting her lowe

For a long, precious moment, they stayed like that—wrapped in each other’s warmth, the world and its troubles falling away as they clung together in the quiet of the garden. The soft breeze stirred the petals of nearby flowers, and the gentle rustle of leaves became the only witness to their embrace.Micheal, who had felt the cold grip of hopelessness for so long, finally found a flicker of strength. Slowly, hesitantly, he pulled back just enough to see her face. His hands rose to cup her cheeks, his thumbs brushing along her soft skin as he gazed deep into her eyes—eyes that held so much pain, so much love, so much resilience. His own eyes shimmered with raw emotion, his voice unsteady.“Can you allow me… to make amends for everything that’s happened?” he asked, his voice barely more than a breath. “I want to spend the rest of my life replacing all your hurt with happiness. I can’t lose you, baby.” His voice broke as his nose twitched with the effort to hold back his tears.Yvonne’s

The weekend had arrived, and while Yvonne spent hers basking in warmth with Amy and the children—cradled in laughter and the scent of baby powder—Micheal was a man at war.Not with guns or fists, but with intellect and vengeance sharper than steel.Sammy was the target.David and Sammy’s relationship had crumbled like sandcastles against a cruel tide. The day David walked out, he had every intention of returning home to unleash the full force of his fury. But the deeper he thought about her deceit, the more corrosive his rage became. And so, instead of a confrontation, he packed a few clothes and left.What Sammy didn’t know was that Micheal had planned every step of her downfall.He had studied her like a case file—every trauma, every scar, every twisted corner of her mind.Samantha Johnson.The only child.The adored.The manipulator.The ticking time bomb.She had been coddled since birth, taught that the world bent to her whims. And when it didn’t, she had learned to force it. Scr