All Chapters of Karma Is My Name: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

"Uh…" Aria stared at Clifford, her face a mixture of bewilderment and terror.Clifford could sense the innocence in Aria, a stark contrast to Clarissa, who, in his eyes, now seemed like nothing more than a common, flashy woman. He looked at Aria's confused and terrified expression and said with a slight smirk, "You and I are both grown-ups here, Ms. Snow. You surely know what I'm talking about, right?"Upon hearing that, Aria blushed deeply. She offered him a strained smile, saying, "I'm sorry, Mr. Johansen. I've never actually been in a relationship, so I've never been intimate with a man before. Is it possible that you're trying to set me up with someone, Mr. Johansen?"Aria suddenly looked at Clifford, her eyes brimming with expectation. Clifford was slightly taken aback. He noticed the expectation in her eyes and felt a deep sense of frustration stirring within him. How could she have misunderstood him so completely? He actually appreciated a woman who was "innocent".He na

Seraphine's nerves frayed at the continuous buzzing of her phone. She stared coldly at it as it rang over and over again. She figured that if she didn't answer it, Clarissa would just track her down and show up at her door later on, which would make things even worse. She finally answered it when it rang for the fourth time.Clarissa barked right after the call was connected, "Is Clifford at your place right now, Seraphine?"At that, Seraphine's eyes hardened. "Why on earth would you call me when you're looking for your husband, Clarissa?""Is he with you or not, Seraphine?" Clarissa demanded, her voice carrying a hint of urgency. She was growing increasingly anxious since she couldn't reach Clifford. She had been reluctant to make this call, but Clifford wasn't coming home, and his phone was unreachable. She had even asked Jason, who also had no idea where Clifford went, so she had no other choice but to call Seraphine.Seraphine was rendered speechless, feeling utterly convin

Seraphine woke up the following morning feeling refreshed, having had a wonderful dream. She dreamed that she was in an orange orchard, filled with big, juicy oranges. Though she hadn't been smiling in the dream, she felt an overwhelming sense of joy. She knew that dreaming of oranges symbolized positivity, zest for life, and vitality, after all.She woke up in an extremely good mood. She felt refreshed and invigorated, and she happily got up to get ready, though her leg was still limping. She had just gotten ready when she suddenly recalled that Elliott had said he would bring her breakfast this morning.She couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside her, and no sooner had the thought crossed her mind than a knock sounded at the door.Seraphine, with a slight limp, went to the door and opened it, her smile fading as she noticed that Clifford was standing there. She immediately snarled as her face contorted into fury, "Why is it you? What are you doing here?

Elliott waited until Clifford was gone before driving back into the residential area. He then parked in the garage, grabbed the breakfast, and hurried toward the elevator.Seraphine bolted upright from the couch after hearing the series of knocks. She couldn't help but break into a smile as she realized that something about the knock was comfortingly familiar. She had a nagging feeling over the past two days that she and Elliott had known each other for a long time, constantly feeling a strange familiarity around him. There was also the little crystal fox bracelet on her wrist that she never took off, as if it were a gift from someone very important. She longed to recall the memories she had lost, but they simply wouldn't return.She excitedly hopped on one leg to open the door. She opened it and found Elliott standing there with breakfast. He was dressed in a sleek black shirt and a pair of black trousers, his strong physique exuding a powerful, unmistakable air of confidence. S

Elliott looked down at Seraphine with a tender gaze, saying softly, "You walk too slowly because of your injuries. I'm carrying you so that we can get there quicker. Isn't time of the essence here?"Seraphine fell silent, knowing that he was right. She had a limp, so walking took a lot of time.They took the elevator down and soon arrived at the dark, cold underground garage. Elliott's striking face was only half-visible under the dim light, which made him even more mesmerizing. Seraphine was transfixed, wondering how Elliott could be so handsome. She noted that, in the shadows, Elliott's elegance was intertwined with a dangerous, intoxicating charm.Elliott noticed that Seraphine was looking at him. He was overjoyed about it but fought to maintain a composed expression, worried that he might startle her. He carried her all the way to his car, where he gently set her down. He then opened the passenger door and carefully settled her in.Seraphine was being cherished by someone bes