Karma Doesn’t Sleep The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 341

“Thanks for your help,” Adrian said.

“Just part of the job. I’ll go get the meds sorted out.” Adrian hung up as he walked out and dialed the pharmacy, asking the night shift to prep the prescription.

He’d barely reached the door when it swung open.

Clive walked in, bringing a rush of cool night air and a strong waft of perfume. Adrian instantly recognized it—a woman’s scent clinging to Clive’s coat.

So, Clive had clearly been out with Kristen. That late.

“Dr. Reed?” Clive looked surprised to see Adrian in the hall, his face tightening with worry. “Is Penny sick again?”

Penny was always the one who got sick. She loved her snacks, couldn’t control herself, and trouble always found her.

Adrian kept her voice calm and polite, keeping things professional between an employee and her boss. “Mr. Salmeron, Penny’s not feeling well. I’ve already checked on her. Ms. Sadinton prescribed something over the phone. The pharmacy’s getting it ready, and it should be delivered in about two hours. Please make sure someone’s home to get it.”

She couldn’t help letting a hint of sarcasm slip at the end.

Clive didn’t seem to notice, just catching the important part. “Amelia’s back?” He glanced up toward the stairs, hope flickering across his face as he headed for them.

“Ms. Sadinton didn’t come by. She just called to check in on Penny,” Adrian replied.

That little spark of hope disappeared from Clive’s eyes. He nodded at Adrian. “Thank you.” Then he hurried upstairs to the kids’ room.

“Penny!”

Timmy was sitting by Penny’s bed, holding her hand, his forehead pressed to hers as he whispered quietly. When Clive came in, Timmy just frowned and stood up, giving his dad space.

“Penny, how are you feeling?” Clive scooped her up gently. Seeing her little face scrunched up in pain made him wince a little, too.

“Can you tell Daddy if anything else hurts?”

Penny shook her head and snuggled against him. Then she caught a whiff of something and wriggled away, ducking right back under her blanket with a little grimace.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” Clive was confused.

Donna came in with a bowl of warm oatmeal. She wrinkled her nose immediately, picking up on the perfume. Kristen’s, obviously.

So Clive really had spent the whole night with Kristen.

She didn’t bother hiding her annoyance. “Clive, that perfume on you is terrible. It’s making Penny feel worse.”

Clive knew Donna never liked Kristen, so he just ignored the comment. Once he was sure Penny was okay for now, he finally relaxed a bit.

“Penny, I’ll go change and come back to stay with you, okay?”

Even while he was out walking with Kristen tonight, his mind kept drifting. Every place she called special, every memory she tried to relive with him—he’d already been there with Amelia.

He remembered how Amelia would sit patiently on the bleachers by the basketball court, hugging his jacket and water bottle, her eyes shining as she watched him play.

That tree-lined path, covered in golden leaves every fall, was where she always waited for him. She’d pick up the prettiest leaves, collecting them every time.

It was her little ritual. He remembered she’d filled an entire jar with those leaves.

Suddenly, his phone rang. This late, it was probably Kristen checking if he’d made it home. Without looking, he answered, “Kristen?”

There was a shaky breath on the other end.

Then Amelia’s voice came through, cool and direct. “Sorry to disappoint you. It’s me.”

Clive froze, his throat suddenly dry, his voice tight without him meaning for it. He almost said her name, but stopped himself, reminding himself—they were in the middle of a divorce.

“What do you want?” He tried to keep his tone cold.

She was the one who wanted this divorce. She had no idea how hard he’d fought to keep her as Mrs. Salmeron, even arguing with Klaus over it.

Amelia’s voice was ice. “I’m calling because I want the truth. Tonight—what exactly did that woman Kristen do to my daughter?”