His Bride, Her Revenge-Chapter 60: The Battle for Control

The city lights below Cambria’s penthouse were a blur of gold and white, each one a reminder of the world she was fighting to control. She stood at the window, her thoughts racing as she gazed out over the skyline. The plan was in motion. Blackwood, her father, and Evelyn were all coming for her, and Cambria knew the only way to survive was to strike first.

She turned away from the window, her gaze falling on the piles of files, reports, and documents that covered her desk. The weight of everything pressing down on her was suffocating, but she had to keep moving. She couldn’t afford to lose herself in doubt, not now. Not when she was so close to the truth.

The phone on her desk buzzed, snapping her out of her thoughts. It was Elara.

"Cambria, we’ve got a lead on Blackwood’s operations," Elara’s voice crackled through the speaker. "I’m sending you everything we’ve found. This is bigger than we thought. We’ve traced his movements to a private estate on Long Island. He’s been meeting with someone we need to know about."

"Who?" Cambria asked, her pulse quickening.

"We don’t know yet," Elara replied. "But I’m sending you the location. You’ll have to move fast. If we can expose whatever Blackwood is hiding there, we might be able to bring him down."

Cambria’s eyes narrowed as she read the message Elara had sent. The location was a private, heavily guarded estate, a place where Blackwood could be hiding something important. This was the chance she had been waiting for, the one opportunity to strike at the heart of his operation.

"I’ll take care of it," Cambria said, her voice filled with determination. "Get everything we need on Blackwood’s connections. We’re going in, and we’re not leaving without the truth."

The drive to Long Island felt like a blur. Cambria’s mind raced, her thoughts consumed by everything that had led her to this moment. Blackwood, her father, Evelyn, had all underestimated her. But now, with the pieces falling into place, Cambria was more focused than ever.

As the car approached the estate, she could see the tall gates and high walls guarding the secrets within. This was no ordinary estate. This was where Blackwood had been hiding everything: the dirty deals, the alliances, the power plays. Everything.

Cambria’s heart pounded as the car slowed to a stop. She stepped out of the vehicle, her heels clicking against the pavement. The estate loomed in front of her, dark and imposing, a fortress of secrecy. But Cambria wasn’t afraid. She had come too far to let fear stop her now.

She had a plan. She had the leverage she needed.

But she wasn’t the only one who had a plan.

Inside the estate, Blackwood paced in front of the fireplace, his mind working through the details of the situation. He had been anticipating Cambria’s move. He had known she wouldn’t back down, that she would come for him eventually. The question was how much longer could he keep her at bay?

His phone buzzed, and he answered without hesitation.

"It’s done," a voice on the other end said. "She’s walking right into the trap."

Blackwood’s lips curled into a cruel smile. "Perfect," he muttered. "Let’s see how she handles this."

Cambria moved quietly through the grounds, her eyes scanning the estate as she approached the back entrance. The estate was heavily guarded, but she had planned for this. Elara had provided her with the perfect cover, and she had all the tools she needed to infiltrate the estate and get the information she was after.

As she slipped inside, she couldn’t help but feel the weight of what was at stake. This wasn’t just about taking down Blackwood. It was about taking control of her own life, her own destiny. She had been manipulated, betrayed, and used for far too long. Now, she would be the one pulling the strings.

The corridors of the estate were dimly lit, and the silence was broken only by the sound of her footsteps. Cambria moved quickly, her heart racing with anticipation. She had one goal: to find the information that would bring Blackwood to his knees.

But as she rounded the corner, she froze.

There, standing in front of her, was Maddox.

Her breath caught in her throat. His presence hit her like a punch to the chest. She hadn’t expected to see him here, not after everything. Not after the lies, the betrayal. And yet, there he was standing in the heart of the estate, like a ghost from her past.

"Maddox," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of anger and disbelief. "What are you doing here?"

Maddox didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he took a step toward her, his eyes dark with emotion. "I didn’t want you to do this alone, Cambria. I couldn’t let you face this without knowing the truth."

She shook her head, her chest tightening. "The truth? You’ve been hiding the truth from me this whole time, Maddox. You think I’m going to trust you now?"

"I know I’ve hurt you," he said quietly, his voice raw with regret. "But I swear, I’m not your enemy. I’m here to help you. I never wanted any of this. I never wanted to hurt you."

Cambria’s heart was torn between the man she had once loved and the man who had betrayed her in the worst way possible. But the anger, the betrayal, was still there, burning through her veins.

"You can’t help me, Maddox," she spat, her voice cold. "You’ve done enough already. You made your choices. Now I’m making mine."

She turned to walk away, but Maddox grabbed her arm, pulling her back toward him.

"You don’t get it," he said urgently. "You’re walking right into Blackwood’s trap. This whole thing, he set it up. He knew you’d come here, that you’d try to expose him. And now, he’s waiting for you."

Cambria’s heart skipped a beat. "What are you talking about?"

"Cambria, listen to me," Maddox said, his voice pleading. "This isn’t just about revenge. Blackwood is using you. He’s been using us both. I’ve been trying to protect you, but I can’t do it alone. Please, just let me help you. We can take him down together."

For a moment, Cambria stood there, caught between the desire to fight and the pain of everything that had come before. Could she trust him again? Could she really let him back into her life after everything?

The sound of footsteps echoed through the hall, and Cambria’s eyes darted toward the door. Blackwood’s men were closing in. There was no time for second chances.

With a final, determined glance at Maddox, Cambria stepped forward. "I don’t need you to protect me, Maddox," she said coldly. "I’m not the same woman you left behind. And I don’t need your help. I’m taking him down on my own."

As she moved deeper into the estate, her resolve solidified. The game was no longer about revenge. It was about power. It was about reclaiming her future.

But in the back of her mind, a question still lingered: Had she made the right choice?