Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 437

His eyes swept over Amelia, standing behind him, sharp and cold as a blade.

Clive’s anger flared hotter, the mocking smile on his lips growing even more arrogant.

“And who are you supposed to be? Twenty years ago, you were probably still making mud pies. What could you possibly know? You trust Amelia that much—do you like her or something? Funny. She’s suddenly so popular now that we’re divorced. Guess being my ex-wife really upped her price, huh?”

“Shut up!” Patrick threw a punch straight at Clive.

Clive dodged, cursing under his breath, and swung right back. The two of them went at it, blow for blow, neither one giving an inch.

Clive’s moves were sharp and practiced, but Patrick fought dirty, every punch aiming to take Clive down for good. For a moment, they seemed perfectly matched.

Amelia calmly finished her tribute to her mother, sliding the last incense stick into the holder. She straightened up and, in a soft voice, called out, “Clive.”

Just that one word made Clive hesitate. Patrick seized the opening and landed a punch right on Clive’s face.

Kristen, who’d been watching with smug satisfaction, suddenly went stiff when she saw Clive’s attention flick straight to Amelia the second she spoke. Her smile vanished.

Was Clive still not over Amelia?

“Patrick, stop!” Amelia called out, her voice cutting through the tension.

Patrick froze, his fist hovering in the air. He clenched his jaw. “Miss, just say the word and I’ll finish him.”

Clive, nursing a fresh bruise on his cheek, actually looked a little proud of himself. “Why don’t you ask Amelia if she’ll let you?” he taunted.

But Amelia didn’t bother trading barbs with Clive this time. She glanced at Kristen, who stood stiffly behind him, then gave the slightest smile and walked right up to Clive.

Kristen tensed, grabbing his sleeve.

“Clive, let’s go. Timmy and Penny are still waiting in the car…”

Amelia locked eyes with Clive. She knew exactly how to look at him—like the past was just a glance away.

Her gaze softened and her voice turned gentle. “I want to talk to you. Alone.”

Kristen’s face darkened with jealousy. Was this woman really trying to flirt with Clive? But what unsettled her even more was how Clive only hesitated for a second before turning to gently pry her hand off his arm.

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