Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 249

She forced a smile, slipping a handkerchief into her palm. The lighting was just dim enough to help her fake it—she lifted the bowl, pretending to drink, but in reality, she was fishing out the herbs and dumping them onto the cloth. Whatever actually made it into her mouth, she quietly spat back out.

The old lady didn’t notice a thing.

When she saw they’d both nearly finished, she let out a dramatic yawn. “Oh, wow, I’m suddenly exhausted. I’m heading to bed. The guest room’s ready for you two. Stay the night, or go home, up to you.”

With that, she and Tara slipped away, leaving them alone.

Amelia tossed the handkerchief in the trash, then stood to leave.

Clive caught up immediately. “Stop.”

He grabbed her left hand from behind, then suddenly froze. Under the streetlight, her ring finger was completely bare.

“Where’s your wedding ring?” His brow creased, voice tight.

He remembered how she never took it off. Not even to sleep.

Amelia almost laughed. After all this time, he finally noticed.

“Oh, the diamond was too small. I was embarrassed to wear it, so I threw it out.” Her tone was airy, like it didn’t matter at all.

Threw it out?

Clive’s eyes narrowed, emotions dark and stormy.

He let out a cold laugh. “So Kristen was right about you, huh…”

Just hearing that name made Amelia want to throw up.

She stared him down, her smile sharp and icy. “Well, I hope you and Ms. Watts live happily ever after. Perfect couple, second time’s the charm.”

He just wanted to break through, even if it meant making her cry. Even if it meant she hated him. He wanted to see her fall apart, to see her crack, just so he could comfort her and apologize later.

But what she did next caught him completely off guard.

Amelia took a breath, bent down, and picked up the card right in front of him.

“Six million? Not quite enough, but if you’re giving, I’m taking.” She slipped the card into her purse and looked him dead in the eye. “What’s the PIN? And go ahead and record a voice message saying this is a gift. I want it in your own words.”

Shameless, right?

Back then, she’d been so worried everyone would think she was after the Salmeron money. Mrs. Salmeron and Caroline watched her like a hawk, so Amelia had insisted on a prenup, just to prove she loved Clive for who he was.

How stupid had she been?

Now? If Clive wanted to throw money at her, fine. She’d take every last cent.