Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 207

Cameron didn’t say another word. He just stepped aside, phone already at his ear as he called his guys.

Nathan watched him go, the lazy grin on his face fading into something colder. He’d seen it all—Cameron aiming his car right at Amelia, no hesitation, no accident.

Honestly, what a joke. Rich kid behavior at its worst.

Nathan raised an eyebrow, his look dripping with annoyance. That’s why, without a second thought, he slammed on the gas and rammed Cameron’s car from behind. It was no accident on his part either.

If Cameron wanted to play tough and pick on women, fine. Nathan would give him a taste of his own medicine. And he wasn’t stopping there—he planned to tell on him, too.

Nathan pulled out his phone and called Ryan.

“Ryan, you will not believe what just happened—”

***

Across town, a taxi rolled to a stop outside Cloudcrest. Amelia climbed out, wincing a little as she straightened up, and started toward the building.

A white Bentley pulled up right then, perfectly timed. Even if she didn’t care about cars, Amelia knew that one—Clive’s.

Clive got out from the driver’s side, and a second later, the passenger door swung open—Kristen stepped out, arms full of takeout pastry boxes. Looked like they’d gone out for lunch together. Again.

They came around from opposite sides, gradually walking closer until they were side by side. Kristen said something that made Clive lean down to hear her, a small smile on his lips.

Just as they reached the front doors, Kristen tripped on her heel and stumbled, grabbing onto Clive’s arm for balance. Clive reacted instantly, his long arm wrapping around her waist, steadying her and practically pulling her into his arms.

Amelia’s eyes turned icy cold.

Could this day get any worse?

She looked away, face blank, and headed straight for the side entrance. She had no interest in crossing paths with them right now.

Amelia had had enough of her fake kindness. She yanked her arm away.

“Don’t touch me.”

Red marks bloomed on Kristen’s arm where Amelia shoved her, and tears filled her eyes as she took a shaky step back, acting all wounded and delicate.

She barely had to move before Clive stepped right in front of her, instantly shielding Kristen behind him.

“Amelia!” Clive’s voice was sharp, his frown deep. Clearly, he was taking Kristen’s side.

He just didn’t get it. Why couldn’t Amelia just accept Kristen?

If Amelia was really as mature as she claimed, she’d be grateful to Kristen. After all, for those five years when Amelia was gone, it was Kristen who stepped up, played the mother’s role for Timmy and Penny, and treated them like they were her own kids.