The Billionaire's Retribution

Chapter 146

The charity gala ended in disarray. Marcus and Mara left the scene, adrenaline still pumping through their veins. Marcus's knuckles were bruised from the fight, and Mara had a wicked grin on her face, still riding the high of their victory.

"You know," she said, catching her breath as they ducked into the limo waiting outside, "for a charity event, that was surprisingly fun."

Marcus chuckled, though his mind was elsewhere. "We bought ourselves some time. But this was just the opening shot—Magnus won’t stop, and neither will Camelia."

Mara’s expression hardened. "Good. I’m ready for them."

The car sped into the night, but Marcus couldn’t shake the memory of Camelia’s calm, calculating smile as chaos raged around her. Whatever her plan was, it was already in motion.

Back at the Blackwood estate, Marcus and Mara sat in his study, surrounded by stacks of documents and blueprints—evidence of the empire Marcus had built, and the potential weak points his enemies might exploit.

Mara poured h