Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 255

He rushed over to the computer, practically shoving Kyle out of the way before he could even get a word out.

“Hello.” Will’s voice was shaky and tense. “I’m Ch—”

Before he could finish, the other side hung up.

“Uncle, why are you sweating so much?” Kyle stared at him, a little freaked out. He’d never seen his uncle like this. “If you really don’t want to do it, I won’t set up the match with Timmy’s mom…”

“Set it up!” Will plopped Kyle back down in his chair with one hand, trying his best to stay calm. “Message Timmy’s mom right now. Ask her for an in-person rematch—the sooner, the better!”

That still wasn’t good enough for him. Will changed his mind. “Actually, just give me Timmy’s mom’s contact info. I’ll set it up myself!”

Kyle just gawked at him. “Huh?”

…

Meanwhile, Amelia had no idea any of this was happening.

She was hiding around the corner of the stairs, quietly watching Penny scamper barefoot into the kitchen.

There was still half a cake left in the fridge—Amelia had put it away earlier. Little Penny, unable to resist, dragged over a stool, climbed up, opened the fridge, and pulled out the last slice.

Certain nobody was watching, she hugged the plate and started nibbling away. When she finished, she patted her round little tummy, satisfied, and put the cake box back exactly where she found it.

Amelia stood there watching her daughter, her heart melting at how cute she was.

A bit of whipped cream dropped onto the floor.

Penny hopped off the stool, grabbed a napkin, and wiped up the mess like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Amelia paused, her foot hovering over the next step.

Her eyes stung a little. Clearly, her efforts with Penny were paying off.

Penny wasn’t a bad kid. She wasn’t a genius like Timmy, who had a big enough inner world to fill the empty spaces left by a missing mom and all that uncertainty. That’s why Penny clung so tightly to Kristen.

Amelia believed that as long as she had enough time with her daughter, she could raise her well.

She knew what it was like to lose a mother young—Amelia felt that emptiness more than anyone.

Now that she was a mom herself, all she wanted was to give her kids as much love as she possibly could.

“Penny,” Amelia called softly, stepping into the kitchen.

Penny instantly grabbed the hem of her shirt, blurting out, “I didn’t eat the cake.”

There was still a smudge of cream on her nose and mouth.

Amelia couldn’t help but laugh.

Amelia waited a few seconds until things got quieter.

When he finally spoke, Michael sounded pretty drunk. “You need to come over. Clive’s had way too much to drink—his stomach’s acting up. He keeps calling for you!”

Clive was out with Michael and the others?

Amelia raised an eyebrow. She’d figured Clive would be with Kristen all night, wrapped up in each other and not caring about the rest of the world.

“Are you listening?” Michael called out when she didn’t reply.

Amelia’s voice was cold and steady. “If he’s feeling that bad, take him to the hospital. Why are you calling me? I’m not his painkiller.”

Michael stared at his phone, confused. He checked the screen again—yep, he was definitely talking to Amelia.

Wasn’t she always the one to panic at the first sign of Clive feeling unwell, always dropping everything to rush to his side?

“Amelia…”

“Michael.” Her tone was calm and clear. “Clive and I are getting divorced.”

“What?!”

Michael nearly sobered up on the spot, so shocked he almost dropped his phone.