My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge-Chapter 66: Outsider

"Well, I suppose that’s good news!" Richard exclaimed, spreading his arms wide as he turned to Cammy for a hug.

Caught off guard and unsure how to respond, Cammy hesitated briefly before deciding to go along with it, returning Richard Cross’s embrace in silence.

"Welcome to the family, dear," Richard said warmly before gesturing to the woman standing beside him. "This is Aarya, my wife—Greg’s mother—"

"Stepmother," Greg interjected quickly, prompting an awkward smile from Cammy, which she hurriedly adjusted.

Cammy was about to greet Aarya when one of the school staff approached them. "Mr. Cross, the awarding ceremony is about to begin. You’re needed on stage."

Greg turned to his father with a smirk. "Looks like this family reunion will have to wait. I’ll take her with me—she’s needed there too. If you’ll excuse us." He gestured for Cammy to follow him.

Once Greg’s father was out of sight, Cammy gently removed Greg’s hand from her back. "Why did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Introduce me like that to your father. We haven’t discussed any of this—especially that kiss in front of Duncan. You’re overstepping today, Greg."

Greg raised an eyebrow. "That kiss? If I recall correctly, you kissed me back, so let’s call it even. As for my father, don’t waste your sympathy on him. He’s only my father on paper and blood."

Cammy frowned, more confused than ever. "What’s that supposed to mean?"

"I’ll explain later," Greg said, placing his hand back on her lower back. "For now, head to the parents’ area. I’ll meet you on stage shortly."

Cammy sat eagerly and proudly among the other parents in the front row, patiently waiting for Dylan’s name to be announced. She couldn’t help but marvel at the number of students from diverse backgrounds being sponsored by Cross Tech.

A member of the school staff approached her, gesturing for her to join the queue, as Dylan would be in the next group of students called on stage.

However, something felt off. Turning to her left, she noticed Duncan standing beside her, causing her to frown in confusion.

"What are you doing here?" Cammy demanded in a furious but hushed tone, careful not to draw attention to their conversation.

"Dylan is my son too. I have every right to go on stage with him—and with you," Duncan replied calmly.

"You’re not needed here. Go back to your fiancée," Cammy retorted firmly.

"Annie went home. She’s not feeling well," Duncan said with a shrug before adding with a scoff, "And what about your boyfriend?"

"I don’t want to talk about it," Cammy snapped, turning her face away from him. But Duncan wasn’t finished.

"Is he the reason you faked your death? And let me guess—you’re the reason he canceled his wedding to Annie. What a disgrace. He left his pregnant fiancée just to be with a married woman!"

Cammy’s jaw tightened as she clenched her fists, her breath coming in measured waves as she fought to suppress the overwhelming urge to slap Duncan on the spot.

"The Award for Young Coding Genius goes to Dylan Veston. May we invite Dylan’s parents to join him on stage, please," announced the event host.

Hearing her cue, Cammy began walking toward the stage. To her surprise, Duncan suddenly placed an arm around her waist, making her stiffen. She quickly tried to pull away, but Duncan tightened his grip, drawing her closer.

"Stay still," he whispered sharply. "People are watching—Dylan is watching. Look at him, so excited to see us together."

Cammy’s eyes shifted to Dylan, who was beaming with excitement as he watched them approach the stage. But Dylan wasn’t the only one observing. Her gaze fell on Greg, already standing beside the school officials, holding the plaque for the awardees.

Though his posture appeared calm, his eyes betrayed a storm of anger—darker and more intense than when he’d confronted her and Ric at the restaurant. She noticed his clenched fist and the tight line of his jaw, a clear sign of his restrained fury.

Duncan leaned in closer, his voice low and taunting. "Look at your boyfriend, Cammy. He looks like he’s ready to punch me any second now. Seems like he’s got quite the temper. But no matter—I’ll be retracting your death certificate soon, and you’ll be going back home with Dylan. Enjoy your little affair while it lasts, because it won’t be for much longer."

Before stepping back to his spot, Duncan’s gaze locked onto Greg. Then, with calculated intent, he leaned in and planted a kiss on Cammy’s cheek, smirking at Greg before turning to welcome Dylan into his arms. The gesture left Cammy wide-eyed and frozen in place.

"Daddy! You made it!" Dylan exclaimed, wrapping Duncan in a tight hug.

"Of course! Daddy is so proud of you!" Duncan said warmly. "I promise that from now on, I’ll always attend your school events, and we’ll spend more time together as a family—with Mommy. Right, hon?" he added, snapping Cammy out of her stunned silence.

"Uh, yeah, right," Cammy stammered, still trying to process the situation. She glanced at Greg, whose fury was unmistakable as he glared at Duncan. But when Greg’s eyes met hers, his expression softened, his gaze filled with something gentler and more reassuring.

Greg gave Cammy a small, reassuring smile and a nod, silently conveying that everything would be okay and offering her strength to endure until it was over.

"Who will place the medal on Dylan, Mr. and Mrs. Veston?" the principal asked politely.

"My lovely wife will do the honors," Duncan replied smoothly, gesturing for Cammy to step forward.

As Dylan was guided to Greg’s position to receive the plaque, Greg extended his hand to Duncan for the photo opportunity. Duncan accepted it immediately, his expression unreadable.

"Don’t you dare touch Cammy with your filthy hands," Greg murmured under his breath.

"And what exactly will you do about it?" Duncan shot back in a low voice. "We’re married, and you’re just an outsider. Learn your place, Mr. Cross."

Both men forced smiles for the camera as they posed alongside Cammy and Dylan, their tension carefully hidden behind practiced grins.