My Two Billionaire Husbands: A Plan for Revenge

Chapter 301: The Grand Plan (2)

The ladies made their way back to the administration building, their spirits high and chatter buzzing as they waited for lunch to arrive—courtesy of none other than the legendary Chef Ricardo Rossi himself. Even the anticipation of the meal couldn’t slow them down as they dove right back into planning the renovations with lively energy.

"Sister Olivia," Cammy said with a bright smile, turning to the nun who had been quietly following the conversation, "I think you should be the one to go over the changes needed here in the admin building. You know every corner of this place better than any of us."

The sweet nun gasped softly, her cheeks turning a delicate shade of pink. "Oh my... Are you sure? This is your project, Cammy. And your money. I don’t want to overstep."

Cammy waved her hand as if brushing the idea away like a feather. "Oh, nonsense! The money’s not mine anymore—I donated it to the orphanage. It belongs to the kids now. This whole place is theirs. And I trust you completely, Sister Olivia. You’ve been here far longer than I have, and you know what this building really needs."

Still flustered but smiling, Sister Olivia gave a small nod, visibly touched. "Well, if you insist... I suppose I do have a few thoughts on where we could start."

"I definitely insist," Cammy said, grinning as she glanced at her phone. "Speaking of starting... I have to go call my son! This is the only time of day he gets to use the phone, and if I miss it, he’ll hold a grudge all week."

"Oh, go! Go!" Lia said with a teasing smile. "Mother duties always come first—especially with young kids."

"Absolutely," Jenna added, "we’ll hold the fort while you have your mom moment."

Cammy beamed with gratitude. "Thank you, ladies. I’ll be back soon. Don’t steal all the fun design ideas while I’m gone!"

With a playful wink, she turned and practically skipped down the hallway with Hanna following behind her.

The remaining ladies watched her go with smiles, then turned their attention back to Sister Olivia, who was already warming up to the idea of being in charge—gesturing with surprising authority as she pointed out structural quirks and long-overdue updates.

And just outside, the rumble of a familiar delivery van signaled the arrival of a lunch that was about to make the day even brighter.

Cammy was just about to tap call on her phone when she caught sight of Ric walking toward the building, his arms full with stacked boxes of delicious-smelling food. She perked up immediately and gave him a cheerful wave.

"Hanna, quick! Call Roger and help that guy before he drops anything," she said with a playful grin, nodding toward Ric. Then she held up her phone toward him with a sheepish smile, silently mouthing, "I’m about to call my son!"

Ric gave her a small nod and a warm smile in return before shifting his attention to Hanna, who was already dialing her husband’s number as she trotted over to help him.

With that sorted, Cammy eagerly tapped the call button—and the line barely rang once before her son’s sweet voice came through.

"Hi, sweetheart! I miss you! What are you up to?" she said, instantly brightening as her screen lit up with his face. Well—sort of. She could only see the ceiling.

"Dylan?" she prompted.

Hearing her voice, Dylan quickly adjusted the phone, setting it upright against a wobbly stack of books, revealing a familiar scene: a whirlwind of clothes and boxes... and Grace folding laundry in the background.

When Grace spotted Cammy on the screen, she gave a big wave. [We’re packing his things up!] she called out, her voice loud and clear enough to carry.

[I’m coming home, Mommy!] Dylan beamed, then added excitedly, [But Auntie Grace said we need to go shopping first and buy gifts befo—]

[DYLAN!] Grace shouted, whipping her head around to him. [That’s supposed to be a surprise, remember?]

Cammy burst into laughter as Dylan’s eyes widened in cartoon-like panic. He scratched his head sheepishly and looked at the camera with a goofy grin. [Oops! Sorry, Mommy. I forgot!]

Cammy gave him a wink, still smiling. "I didn’t hear a thing! The signal’s a little bad here, let me just move to a better spot." She playfully walked a few steps and looked around dramatically. "There! Much clearer now. So... you’re packing already?"

[Yep!" Dylan nodded, puffing his chest. "I’m so excited to go home and see you!] noveldrama

"Aww, I’m excited too, sweetheart. And guess what—I have a surprise waiting for you when you get back," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. "But first, look where I am."

She flipped her camera around, giving Dylan a sweeping view of the orphanage—the rustic buildings, green open spaces, and a few kids running around giggling in the background.

[Where is that, Mommy?] he asked curiously, eyes glued to the screen.

"I’m at an orphanage," she said softly. "I’ll be working here for the next two years. I’ll be helping take care of the kids who live here."

[Wow... Can I go too and play with them?] Dylan asked, his voice innocent and full of wonder.

"That’s actually what I was hoping you’d say," Cammy beamed. "I think you’ll love it here. The kids are friendly, and there’s so much space to play."

[Okay! But when I get there, please don’t call me ’baby’ in front of them, okay?] he said seriously, trying to sound grown-up.

Cammy clutched her chest and laughed. "Yes, sir! No ’baby’ in public. Message received."

Grace giggled in the background, clearly enjoying the exchange.

[See you soon, Mommy. I have to go now—we’ve got a ton of packing left,] Dylan said, showing the chaotic state of the room behind him.

"Alright, sweetheart. Be good for Auntie Grace, okay? No making her chase after you."

[He’s been an angel, don’t worry!] Grace called, waving again.

"Bye for now, my loves," Cammy said, blowing a kiss before the call ended.

She held the phone to her chest for a moment, hugging it like it was Dylan himself. Her eyes sparkled with emotion as her heart swelled.

’Everything’s finally falling into place,’ she thought with a deep, contented breath.

Then, with renewed energy, she turned on her heel and made her way back into the admin building, ready to keep building the future she was dreaming of—for Dylan, and for every child in that orphanage.

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