Karma Doesn’t Sleep The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 372

The first time Clive read that agreement, he almost exploded.

Amelia wanted half of everything—cash, houses, stocks, options. She wasn’t leaving anything on the table.

Clive shot her a cold look, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Seven years married to me and you walk away with half my fortune. Amelia, you’re not just a genius. You could win an Oscar for this performance.”

In that moment, every bit of love she’d ever shown him was dismissed as nothing more than a money grab.

He didn’t just belittle her—he trampled on everything she’d done for him, everything she’d felt.

Amelia listened calmly, not even blinking.

But Mrs. Salmeron couldn’t hold back. She grabbed her teacup and dumped it straight in Clive’s face.

“You brat, what kind of nonsense is that? Even if Amelia takes half, she’s earned every cent! Without her, you wouldn’t be where you are today!”

Amelia simply handed Clive a pen, even taking the cap off for him, still considerate, even now.

Mrs. Salmeron hesitated, then lowered her voice, “Amelia, about those videos and photos of Caroline…”

No matter how much she resented Caroline’s foolishness and cruelty, Caroline was still her granddaughter.

She couldn’t just abandon her.

Amelia’s tone was steady. “Mrs. Salmeron, the camera is in a supermarket locker. Once I leave here safe with the signed divorce papers, I’ll text you the address and the code.”

She had zero trust left for the Salmeron family—none.

Not even for Mrs. Salmeron. No matter how much the old lady had loved her, she was still one of them at the end of the day.

And Amelia was done betting on anyone’s decency.

The only reason she’d dared walk back into this den of wolves was because she’d come prepared.

She glanced at the clock. “If I’m still here at ten, my lawyer Andrew is bringing the police to check on me. And if that happens, the camera will magically turn up in the hands of a Pioneer Media reporter and hit the internet right after.”

Amelia smiled slightly. “Please, it was just to scare you. Sammy doesn’t have that kind of money. My eight percent? He can’t afford it. And with Cloudcrest working with Green Wall, once this scandal dies down, the stock will go through the roof. Why would I sell now?”

Her argument was so solid that even Clive looked convinced.

Selling to Sammy would have been a dumb move. Amelia was too smart for that.

But still…

Amelia held up three fingers. “Clive, I swear on my parents’ graves, I haven’t sold my shares to Sammy. If you don’t believe me, check for yourself. But you’re running out of time before ten.”

Her mom Norma was already gone, and as for her father… she wouldn’t shed a tear if he was gone too.

Clive stared at her, thinking hard.

There was no time to double-check.

After a few tense minutes, Clive finally looked at Amelia one last time, his hand shaking as he signed the divorce papers.