Chapter 278: Burn the World
Greg held Cammy’s gaze—longer this time, deeper. There was no hiding in his eyes now. Only vulnerability... and a silent promise.
He finally gave a small, solemn nod, then turned his head toward Felicity.
"If you want to talk..." his voice was low, steady, "...then talk here. With my wife."
The weight of the word wife hung in the air, thick with both pride and defiance.
But Felicity didn’t respond with shock or hesitation.
Instead, she smiled—truly smiled. Her eyes shimmered with emotion as she brought both hands to her chest, right above her heart, and whispered, "As you wish."
She looked at Cammy tenderly. "She was like a daughter to me long before I ever dreamed of this day. And now, she really is."
Cammy’s heart swelled. She blinked fast, overwhelmed by the moment, and gently interjected, "Greg, I think you both should sit... I’ll listen from here."
They obeyed. Greg took the chair beside Cammy’s bed while Felicity sat across from him, her back straight, her hands trembling just slightly on her lap.
The silence that followed felt electric. And then—Felicity spoke.
"My husband—Ric’s uncle—he knows everything. About me. About you, Greg. About what happened in the past. And once he learned about your involvement with Cammy... we started digging."