Karma Doesn’t Sleep The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 445

Amelia hadn’t even made it to the foyer when Nathan came barreling toward her, moving so fast she almost bumped into him.

After everything she’d just gone through, seeing Nathan felt like a breath of fresh air. She flashed him a real, grateful smile. “Mr. Morris, I’m sorry. I should have told you where I was going.”

Nathan looked dead serious as he started circling her, eyeing her up and down as if he was checking for bruises. Once he was sure she hadn’t even gotten a scratch, he finally relaxed.

“Amelia,” he said, still sounding stern, “please don’t just disappear like that again. If anything happened to you, how would I explain it?”

The way he said her name made Amelia want to laugh and roll her eyes at the same time. Honestly, Nathan was only half a month older than her.

“Explain to who?” she asked, honestly confused.

Nathan froze for a second, nearly blurting out something he shouldn’t. He caught himself just in time.

He pressed a hand to his chest, putting on a mock-serious face. “To my own conscience, obviously!”

Amelia just shook her head, smiling. Nathan’s thought process had always been a little out there. Nothing he said could surprise her anymore.

Not long after they returned to the foyer, the butler came in and let everyone know dinner was ready, inviting the guests to head into the dining room.

Amelia and Nathan ended up sitting at a table just behind and to the side of the Watts family.

Of course, the Watts family noticed Amelia right away. Hank acted like she was invisible, but Bianca’s face twisted with annoyance the second she saw her.

Bianca lifted her fan to hide her mouth and leaned in close to Hank, whispering, “That little brat just won’t go away, will she? How did she even get in here?” There was a hint of worry in her voice now. “Honey, do you think she’ll ruin things for our daughter at the worst moment?”

Hank snorted, his voice low and cold. “You think the Baker house is somewhere she can just stir up trouble? If she tries anything, she won’t even make it past the front door.”

“But what if…” Bianca pressed, worry creasing her brow. “What if she says she’s the real—”

He looked up, meeting Kristen’s warm, hopeful eyes. He managed a small smile, squeezing her hand back. “Just work stuff.”

“Don’t worry,” Kristen said, her voice gentle and full of confidence. “After tonight, the Salmeron family board will see what you’re worth. They’ll have to choose you as their only heir.”

She was probably right. Ever since Mr. Baker had asked to meet Kristen alone, Clive had felt things changing. As her fiancé, he was suddenly getting attention and opportunities he’d never had before. People who were way more powerful than the Salmerons were coming up to him, offering their numbers, talking about future deals.

Kristen wasn’t just the woman who’d saved him. She was the reason his future looked so bright.

He should be happy. He should treat her even better.

Clive gave Kristen a soft, grateful smile.

Just then, Felix wheeled Mr. Baker into the dining room. The guests all stood up to congratulate him, and suddenly the whole room was buzzing with laughter and excitement. The energy in the air was electric.