All Chapters of Karma Is My Name: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Seraphine was surprised but not upset. She and Clifford had never talked about having children. In fact, she had never envisioned building a family with him.She took a deep breath, her eyes instantly brimming with tears. Her throat still ached a lot.A deep, urgent voice came from the doorway, trembling slightly, "Sera."Seraphine looked up and saw Elliott stride in, tall and straight. Dressed in a black shirt and matching slacks, he carried a powerful, oppressive presence with every move he made.She was a little surprised to see him. "Eli…"However, her voice came out hoarse and barely audible. Elliott's eyes darkened with pain as he noticed the bruises on her neck.Today, he had had an important international meeting, and only after it ended did he receive a message from his bodyguards.First, Jason had tried to block Seraphine's way, looking to cause trouble. Then appeared Keith and Clifford, who subsequently hurt her.In Elliott's eyes, all of them deserved to die. He had

Hearing Jason sob, Clifford let out a scornful laugh. His voice dripped with mockery as he questioned, "Our families have always been business partners. What good would it do me to report you? And why would I even do that to my friend?"I've known you for years, Jason. I was the one who helped when your family was in trouble."Jason sneered bitterly, not listening to a word Clifford said. All he knew then was that the Lynches were done."Well, of course it'd be good for you! You wouldn't have to help us anymore and wouldn't have to throw in billions of dollars. How could you do this to me after all the loyalty and respect I've shown you, Clifford?"He continued crying, utterly heartbroken. He had always trusted Clifford, and that trust cost him Henry's freedom and the future of his family. How was he supposed to keep the Lynch family afloat all by himself?Even his fiancee, Christal, was threatening to call off the engagement. The one he had once looked down on was now standing ta

Clifford stood with his hands on his hips, his face tense with frustration. Without solid proof, anyone could be the culprit.As he lowered his head, Clarissa caught sight of the scratch marks on his neck. Her eyes darkened with anger. Where had he been?He had been gone for nearly 40 minutes. Had he been fooling around with the other woman, enjoying himself while she was stuck here alone?Damn it! She couldn't believe he was out there, tangled up with his mistress, while she needed him the most. He had changed, and it was sadly all because of her.Knowing she could do nothing about it, she had no choice but to endure this. As long as he still cared about her, no one could take her place as his wife.Ultimately, she bit back her questions and didn't ask where he had been.Clifford, still in a foul mood, glanced toward the door impatiently. "Why aren't they here yet?"His voice was cold, almost annoyed, as he continuously flicked his gaze toward the doorway. He wanted the househo

Jason narrowed his eyes, the malice in them growing sharper. "Haven't you heard of an old saying? 'A good wife brings fortunes, while a bad wife brings misfortunes.'"In just two months, Clarissa has cost you an astronomical amount of money. And don't forget what happened with your sister."Clifford's family could almost be labelled ruined. Only Jason knew just how unhinged and obsessive Clifford truly was deep down. Right now, he resented Clarissa, but he couldn't let go of Seraphine."And by the way," Jason added, "I saw Seraphine coming down from the second floor with my own eyes. Don't you want to know what she was doing up there?"To get back into the Johansen family, Clifford had done countless ruthless things. Some contracts had been signed at knifepoint.In nature, he was rebellious to the core, deeply paranoid, to the point that he might not even like the heir that Clarissa bore.On the other hand, Clarissa had deceived Jason and driven his family to the brink of ruin, s

Seraphine looked utterly captivating—her awe-struck, tousled expression took Elliott's breath away.Her rain-drizzled eyes glistened, her skin as translucent as pearl. Her slightly parted lips seemed to convey the deepest secrets of her soul. Unable to resist, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.Seraphine froze for a moment. The depth of his kiss carried a sensation uniquely his own. His faint but intoxicating scent slowly ensnared her senses.A soft whimper escaped her lips as Elliott's kiss deepened, their tongues entwining with a heat that made her pulse race. Drawn by a force beyond her control, she found herself wanting to move closer.Amid the torrential downpour, they held each other tightly, their woven forms stirring both passion and warmth even from afar.Elliott was struck by the softness of her lips, a reminder of their fiery first kiss beneath the sunset when she was 18 years old.Their breaths grew heavier, and Seraphine, already struggling with a sore thro