My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge-Chapter 149: Officially Together

Ellie, Ark, and their daughters, Elizabeth and Queenie, were the first to arrive, filling the mansion with cheerful chatter. Soon after, Ethan, Chiqui, Grace, Eve, Cassey, and even Cammy’s landlords followed, the air buzzing with excitement as more guests poured in.

Greg had been convinced that no surprise could top what he had planned for Dylan—but he was wrong.

The unmistakable rumble of an SUV engine echoed through the driveway, and when Ric stepped out, Greg’s brows knitted together in confusion. But it wasn’t just Ric’s presence that was shocking—it was the massive gift he brought along, so large that the guards had to join forces just to carry it to the backyard where the party was being held.

Greg leaned toward Edward and muttered under his breath, "What is he doing here?"

Before the butler could respond, Cammy’s startled voice cut through the air, marked with both surprise and unease.

"Ric!" she exclaimed, momentarily at a loss for words.

Ric met her gaze, his expression unreadable. "Dylan invited me. I assumed it was under your instruction. But judging by your reaction... I’m guessing you had no idea?" He exhaled, adjusting his stance. "I can leave if you don’t want me here."

Cammy immediately shook her head, stepping closer. "No, it’s not like that, Ric. I just... I didn’t think you’d want to come. And you know why I thought that, right? I wouldn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable and out of place."

Ric nodded, his voice calm but firm. "I get it. But this isn’t about us. It’s about Dylan. So whatever’s going on, I’m setting it aside for today."

For a moment, Cammy simply stared at him, then a warm, genuine smile spread across her lips. "Oh, thank God you feel that way."

She stepped aside and motioned toward the mansion. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get in here."

As she passed Greg near the entrance, she shot him a quick glance. He held her gaze for a beat before giving a small nod—not just to her, but to Ric as well. For today, at least, they would set their differences aside.

As the party kicked off, Greg followed the others to their seats in front of the stage, where the mansion’s staff had put together a fantastic setup for the magic show. The excitement in the air was very evident—it’s the first party in the mansion anyway.

The kids were buzzing with anticipation, giggling as they sat cross-legged on the grass in the front row, while the adults gathered behind them, chatting and sipping on their drinks.

Cammy settled into her seat beside Ellie, and Greg took his place next to her. The moment she noticed Harry’s absence, she leaned in closer to Greg and whispered, "Is Harry coming?"

Greg turned to her, his breath warm against her ear. "Yeah, but he’ll be late. He’s having dinner with his father first."

The show began, and laughter erupted as the magician pulled off one dazzling trick after another. Even the adults found themselves entertained, watching in amusement as the magician pulled objects out of thin air, made things disappear, and left the kids wide-eyed with wonder.

But while the children were captivated by the magic, the real intrigue among the adults was something entirely different—Greg’s arm, draped ever so casually over the back of Cammy’s chair, his fingers brushing her shoulder possessively.

It didn’t go unnoticed.

After watching them for a while, Ellie’s curiosity got the best of her. She leaned in toward Cammy and arched a brow, her voice low but teasing.

"Okay, what’s this little facade you two are putting on for everyone?"

"We’re not putting on an act for anyone," Cammy said firmly, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

Ellie, however, only narrowed her eyes, her curiosity deepening. "Fine... but if you hadn’t told me about your plan to team up with him against Duncan and Annie, I would’ve thought you two were actually together." She took a sip from her glass, watching Cammy carefully.

Cammy smirked before dropping the bombshell. "Well... we are together."

Ellie choked mid-sip, coughing as she grabbed a napkin. Cammy immediately handed her a tissue, concern flashing across her face. "Are you okay?"

But Ellie was already grabbing Cammy’s arm, pulling her closer with wide, disbelieving eyes. "Wait, wait—what do you mean you’re together? As in, this isn’t part of the agreement anymore? This is real?"

Cammy grinned, a soft, content smile spreading across her lips as she shook her head. "Nope. It’s real. Last night, I finally stopped overthinking and took the leap. I accepted Greg into my life. We’re officially together now, no more contract, no more pretense."

Ellie’s jaw nearly hit the floor. She stared at Cammy, stunned beyond words. With everything she had heard about Greg—the scandals, the rumors, the heartbreak—she had never wanted this for Cammy. But then again, who was she to stop her?

After a long pause, Ellie finally muttered, "And what about Ric? You know, the guy you didn’t invite but somehow showed up anyway?" She lowered her voice, glancing around to make sure no one was listening.

Cammy sighed, "Dylan invited him, and I had no idea. I still need to talk to him. Ric is a great guy, but... my heart is stronger than my mind."

Ellie scoffed. "And more stubborn, apparently."

Cammy chuckled, because she couldn’t exactly deny it.

Before Ellie could push the conversation further, a loud round of applause erupted as the magic show ended. The host stepped up, calling the children forward to receive their loot bags before heading to the buffet table for dinner.

Ellie shot Cammy a knowing look before murmuring, "This conversation isn’t over."

She watched as Ellie walked away, heading toward her daughters. Shifting her gaze, she spotted Dylan—and right beside him, Greg was already making his way over to help with his wheelchair.

’I just hope I’m making the right decision,’ she mused, a flicker of uncertainty passing through her thoughts.

Cammy forced a smile, but deep inside, she knew that with everything unfolding tonight—Greg, Ric, and the new path she had chosen—this was only the beginning.