My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge-Chapter 32: Pictures

Greg could hardly stand the wait as he watched Harry go through the photos he had printed. "Well? Who is she, and how do you know her?" Greg asked and the sound of impatience was clear in his voice.

"Isn’t she the mother of the boy at the airport? The one who lost his inhaler, and you helped out?"

Greg’s eyes widened in sudden recognition—Cammy and that woman were the same person. "You’re right! How did I not recognize her?"

"Well, to be fair, you were pretty drunk when you met her again on your first day in the resort. Your brain probably wasn’t working at full capacity. And, honestly, she didn’t look as pretty as she did at the airport than how beautiful she looked in your picture. She seemed like she’d been crying for hours when we saw her with her son. She was a mess at that time. And where the hell did you find this picture?"

Greg scoffed and chuckled, recalling the reason behind her tear-streaked face. ’That was probably the day she caught her husband cheating.’

Harry raised an eyebrow, surprised by Greg’s uncharacteristic laughter. "Why are you looking for her anyway? Did she annoy you at the resort or something?"

"No, quite the opposite. I think I might’ve gotten her pregnant. She said she’s on the pill, but I still want to keep an eye on things for the next nine months—just in case."

"What the hell, Greg! You’ve done it again?! Wasn’t Annie enough drama for you, and now you’ve possibly knocked up someone else? I need to sit down; I think my blood pressure just spiked!" Harry sank into the nearest chair, suddenly feeling drained.

"Hey, Annie’s situation is different, and it’s not entirely my fault. My only mistake was drinking too much to remember if anything actually happened between us. After seeing her pictures with that other guy, I’m not even sure if the baby is mine," Greg defended himself.

Harry rubbed his face, clearly frustrated. "And how is it any different with this woman? You were drunk that night too. What if she’s trying to trap you like what Annie did? Haven’t you considered that?"

"It is different," Greg insisted. "With Cammy, I remember everything vividly, even now. I knew exactly what I was doing, and I enjoyed every moment with her."

Harry grimaced, looking uncomfortable. "I can’t believe I just heard that from you. You sound like some lovesick teenager! You even know her name and that’s a first! You do know she’s a mother, right?"

"So what if she has kids? I don’t care about that."

"That’s not the point, Greg! She is someone’s wife, you idiot!" Harry snapped.

"She’s not. She’s planning to divorce her husband."

Harry’s jaw dropped, stunned that Greg actually said that. "Wow, so you’ve had a full conversation with her. Are you really just keeping an eye on her to see if you got her pregnant? Because I’m getting a really weird vibe from you right now."

Greg smirked, clearly enjoying how stressed his friend was becoming. "If you really want to know, go find her. It might add some excitement to your boring life."

"What happened to you? You used to avoid women unless you were in bed with them. Did getting engaged to Annie really change you?"

"Maybe... But it was not Annie... I thought I was going to be a dad, so I tried to treat Annie right. I didn’t want my kid to go through what I went through growing up. I did it for the child, not for Annie.

But with Cammy, it’s different. There’s something about her I can’t quite explain. I want to see her again, and maybe figure out what’s really going on with me. It could just be curiosity, or maybe I feel sorry for her situation. We’ll find out once you track her down. So get moving."

"Maybe you’re in love with her," Harry suggested, causing Greg to burst into unexpected laughter.

"In love?" Greg shook his head, waving a finger. "I don’t do love, man. Love is for the weak, and I’m not weak. I’m just curious, and like I said, I need to make sure our night together doesn’t come back to bite me. Who in the world falls in love that fast? Only a dumb person will."

"Fine, whatever. Do what you want," Harry said, shrugging. "I’ll forward all this to the private investigator. Do you know her last name?"

"No, that’s all I’ve got on her. Tell the investigator to move fast, and I’ll triple his pay if he can get me any information on Cammy by the end of the week."

"Triple? Man, you’re definitely obsessed with this woman... Anyway, I emailed you some documents for the board meeting tomorrow. They want hard facts, not just empty promises."

Greg clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed by the task. "Remind me to buy back their shares once the projects are done. I hate being nagged by people."

Harry nodded, smirking, before heading off to start digging into Cammy’s identity. Greg, meanwhile, returned to his phone, gazing at a picture of her.

"You’re so beautiful, even when you’re sleeping..." Greg murmured to himself before turning to his desk to check Harry’s email.

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Cammy arrived at the Pearl Resort just before dinner, her arms full of shopping bags for her son, Dylan.

"Mommy!" Dylan shouted, running toward her after spotting her from the beach. Felicity and Ellie had organized a small beachside farewell party for Cammy and Dylan to celebrate their new beginning.

"Did you miss me? Because I missed you so much!" Cammy said, scooping Dylan up in a tight hug.

"I did, but not too much. I played with Lizzie and Queenie all day. I even joined their swimming lessons, and Grandma Felicity took us to the zoo!"

"Wow, sounds like you were really busy. No wonder you didn’t think of me," Cammy teased with a playful pout, making Dylan giggle.

"I did think of you, but I knew you were busy with the new house, so I didn’t want to bother you. Did you finish painting my room?" Dylan asked excitedly.

"Yes, and I painted it just the way you wanted. You’ll see it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? You’re leaving tomorrow? I thought it was going to be Saturday!" Felicity chimed in, having overheard.

"Sorry about that. I figured it’d be better for Dylan to get settled earlier since he starts school on Monday."

"That’s fine then. Ellie has the day off tomorrow, so we can drive you over, and we should stop by your landlord’s ramen shop for lunch. They must use a ton of MSG because everything tastes amazing—I can’t stop thinking about it!" Felicity joked.

"By the way, Felicity, I bought a new phone, so once I transfer all my files, I’ll return the one you gave me. I don’t need to hide that I’m working for you anymore," Cammy said shyly.

"Oh, don’t worry about it. You can keep it, or give it to Dylan if you want. They are allowed to bring phones in the boarding school nowadays, right?"

"Yes, they’re allowed an hour of phone time after school. I’ll give it to him then. Thank you."

"Are you two just going to stand there, or are we finally going to eat? We’re starving over here!" Ellie called out, making Cammy and Felicity laugh.

After finishing her meal, Cammy excused herself from their little party to drop off her shopping bags in the room. While there, she quickly uploaded all her files from the work phone to her personal drive and left the old phone charging before heading back to the beach.

The transfer didn’t take long, and just as she stepped out of the employee housing building, she received a notification. Cammy frowned when she saw the notification that a number of pictures had been sent to her drive.

’What pictures? I didn’t take any with that phone,’ she thought, confused.

Curious, she opened her Google Drive, and her eyes widened in shock at the "images" the notification was referring to.