Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 476

Ms. Sadinton’s message was clear—she was cutting ties with Mr. Packman, once and for all.

Francisco hesitated. “Ms. Sadinton, about Mr. Packman, he…”

Amelia cut him off. “Oh, and you don’t need to pay me the rest of the project fee. Just consider it what I owe Mr. Packman. Even if you try to pay me, I won’t accept it. I’ll make a donation in his name to someone who needs it more.”

For five years, Ryan had been quietly tending to her mother’s grave, fixing things up and making sure everything was taken care of. Amelia had always been grateful. She’d even asked the cemetery staff to add up all the costs and interest so she could pay Ryan back, but he never took her money.

With her decision made, Francisco knew there wasn’t much more for him to say. “I’ll talk to Mr. Packman about it,” he replied.

“Thank you, Francisco.”

He hesitated for a moment, then blurted out, “Ms. Sadinton, is there really no chance at all—no chance you could ever feel something for Mr. Packman?”

Before Amelia could answer, Francisco’s phone was suddenly snatched out of his hand.

Who would dare grab his phone like that?

Francisco spun around, ready to snap, but stopped cold when he saw Ryan standing there, his expression icy.

Francisco went silent.

Ryan had come looking for Francisco to discuss some work. An anxious executive outside the office had told him Francisco was out in the hall on a call. As Ryan approached, he’d overheard Francisco’s bold question.

Amelia, meanwhile, had no idea the phone had changed hands. She still thought she was talking to Francisco.

Was it possible for her to feel something for Ryan?

She couldn’t pretend she wasn’t grateful. Since she’d woken up this time, Ryan had stepped in to help her with everything. It wasn’t just empty words—she’d always known he had a sharp tongue, but his actions spoke louder. Whenever she needed someone, he always seemed to show up.

But her heart? It was way too soon.

She’d just walked away from fifteen tangled years with Clive. Romance was the last thing on her mind. Besides, there was no way anything could ever happen between her and Ryan.

“No,” Amelia said calmly. “I’m grateful to Mr. Packman, that’s all. There’s never been anything romantic, and there never will be.”

Every word felt like a punch to his chest.

She didn’t leave him a single shred of hope.

Ryan closed his eyes, fighting to keep his emotions in check.

Who knew a handful of words could hurt so much?

Amelia, you really are something.

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