Semua Bab Karma Is My Name: Bab 201 - Bab 210

Upon hearing Clifford's voice, Seraphine realized he hadn't left yet. She turned and noticed that his face was bruised and swollen, giving his entire demeanor an utterly wretched look. She had never witnessed Clifford in such a state, even after knowing him for so long.Yet, despite the swelling, Clifford's tall, lean frame and chiseled features remained strikingly handsome, possessing an innate grace that simply refused to be extinguished.Seraphine gave Clifford a dismissive once-over before finally settling on his badly bruised eye. She then smiled faintly, saying, "It seems that you've recently been given a rather rough schooling, Mr. Johansen. I have no idea who your assailant was, but allow me to commend them—that was a truly excellent job." Clifford scoffed. He couldn't help but feel his chest tightening in fury as he recalled the recent beating. His gaze hardened at that thought as he was still trying to discover the identity of his assailant. Yet, the most unsettling thi

Upon hearing Clarissa's voice, Clifford slowly straightened up and fixed her with a chilling glare. "You'd better behave yourself, or you'll find yourself losing more than you gain. You ought to remember that everything the Greene family owns is in my hands now."Clarissa's eyes were brimming with tears, making her look utterly pitiful. She couldn't help but wonder how Clifford, who had once adored her so much, suddenly became so ruthless. She demanded while sobbing, "You promised me you would only ever have eyes for me, Clifford! How could you treat me in such a manner when we've only been married for two months?"Upon hearing that, Clifford found it utterly ridiculous, thinking that Clarissa certainly had a grand delusion. He then smiled faintly as he fixed her with a deep, penetrating gaze, his voice a low, melodic rumble as he said, "I genuinely loved you, and for years, I was consumed by the thought of you, so much so that I was suicidal over you."How did you repay that lo

When Elliott saw the word "fiancee", his eyes flashed with murderous intent, chilling the atmosphere around him. He found it rather amusing how his parents actually dared to dictate his marriage after controlling his life up until this point. He suddenly realized that he had been far too lenient with them. Having thought up until this point, Elliott replied to Ralph's message, stating, "You can just tell Heather that if she's so desperate to arrange a marriage, then she can arrange for that so-called fiancee to marry her husband instead. I refuse to be involved in any of this." Ralph was driving when he saw the message from Elliott. He had to concede that only a ruthless man like Elliott could say something like that. How could he possibly relay that message to Heather? He wasn't crazy enough to do that. He'd need a death wish for that to happen.Heather was a woman of immense influence and cruel resolve. After all, very few targets of her displeasure had ever survived intact.H

As soon as Elliott stood up, Seraphine could visibly feel the atmosphere lighten. Just as she finished her last stroke, her stomach grumbled with complaint.With caution, she limped into the kitchen and set some water to boil. She wanted to make some coffee.At the door, Elliott opened it to find Ralph standing there with their dinner in hand. The latter flashed him a friendly smile. "Here's your dinner, sir."He then leaned in slightly and lowered his voice. "Madam Monroe said that it's fine if you don't wish to return. She'll keep an eye on your potential fiancee for you. Once you're ready to return, you can go straight to the wedding."As for the message you told me to relay… Well, she said it was a nice joke and laughed it off."A cold chuckle slipped from Elliot, whose eyes sharpened with indifference. "She can have all the laughs she wants. Why would I take her seriously when she doesn't even dare call me and sends you instead?"Ralph sighed. Honestly, he was tired. That wa

Clifford heard Aria's gentle, cautious voice and looked up to meet her worried eyes. His gaze lit up with faint amusement, and a warmth stirred deep inside him."Come over here, Aria," he whispered. "Sit beside me."Aria returned his smile softly, with a hint of sweetness in her eyes. Her careful, pleasing look eased much of his irritation.As she sat close, his arm suddenly wrapped tightly around her waist. Though she had braced herself, a wave of nervousness still swept over her.She knew she could never compete with Clarissa in many ways, but her beauty was the one thing that surpassed hers. Against Clarissa, she played the same game, putting her through the bitter pain of despair she once felt.Aria could feel the heat radiating from the palm on her waist. She smiled, albeit unnaturally. She had never had a boyfriend, marking this her very first time being this up close to a man."M-Mr. Johansen," she mumbled, eyes darting evasively.Truthfully, this scumbag Clifford disgust