All Chapters of Karma Is My Name: Chapter 641 - Chapter 650

Clifford flew into a rage. His whole body trembled, and a deep furrow knotted between his brows.When he heard the woman retching, he was ready to tell her to get lost but couldn't hold it in himself. He, too, threw up.Seeing Clifford vomit only made it worse for her. She stumbled as she ran out of the private room, gagging as she went. The smell spread everywhere, filling not just the room but the hallway as well."Damn, is this even a restaurant? Where is this crap smell coming from? Can I get a waiter in here? Tell me—how am I supposed to dine when there's such a disgusting smell lingering in the room?"In the private room across the hall, a middle-aged man in a suit yanked the door open and continued yelling, "Shit, this place absolutely reeks! I'm filing a complaint against this establishment!"Inside the private room, Clifford sat frozen. Gone was the light in his eyes. His face looked dull and lifeless, full of defeat. He found it unbelievable.That single moment earlier

Clifford's face was gloomy, his lips tinged purple from biting them. He sat there in a daze, almost overwhelmed by his own stench. Eventually, Chester's words pulled him back to focus."Chester, check the restaurant—see if there was anything wrong with the food," Clifford said hoarsely. "Find out if anyone came near my private room."Chester stared at him. Was he suspecting someone had spiked his food? He had an emergency meeting earlier that day and hadn't gone upstairs to dine with them. Therefore, he truly had no idea what had happened in the restaurant."Sir, the doctor said the foul gas is caused by your gastritis. Once it's expelled, you'll be fine. It'll probably be gone in three days. If it was poison, though…"Chester froze under Clifford's icy gaze, unable to finish. Just then, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was a call from one of the suppliers who had dined with them earlier."Hello, Mr. Hackley.""Mr. Harris, is your boss alright?" Jaden Hackley asked. "I

Chester stayed quiet. Why else could that happen? Of course, it was with Seraphine's help.Clifford could sneakily steal Cameron's formula, but the latter could just as easily ask for a copy from Seraphine if he wanted to.At that point, Clifford also realized it was Seraphine. He looked at Chester, his face full of wounded frustration. His voice came out almost scratchily."Chester, why would she help Cameron with something that has nothing to do with her but not help me? She's already helped me for five whole years—do I not matter to her anymore?"For five years, he believed he hadn't wronged her, besides the Clarissa incident. And yet, Seraphine had gone all out, leaving him not a shred of hope.Chester stayed calm. "And you actually remembered that you two shared five years. You think Professor Lodge's death is nothing, but to Seraphine, she was her only family. You can't blame her for that."A woman like her has no man in her heart. When she shoots, she never misses her shot

Seraphine handed the menu to Elliott. "What do you want, Eli? I know their menu like the back of my hand—I can order even without looking."He pulled her closer, his low voice ringing out. "Still, let's look together, honey."She smiled softly. "Okay. I'll tell you which dishes are the best, then."She had already given him the card for the restaurant's top-tier private room, and he could bring people here to eat whenever he wanted. For Elliott, there was no need to spend extra.A marriage, she believed, was about mutual giving—that was how couples grew old together.Meanwhile, Cameron watched in stunned silence. Although he had only met Elliott a few times, in his eyes, Elliott was this untouchable, godlike figure. He would never fall for human love or for emotions.Yet, when he called out to Seraphine with the softest "honey", he shattered the image he had held in Cameron's mind.Elliott didn't care at all. No matter how capable he was, he was still human, with emotions and de

A thrilling satisfaction rushed through Clifford as he looked at how wretched Cameron was.All those years, Cameron had been fighting him in secret just to keep him from coming home. If Stephen hadn't recognized Clifford's talent and quietly protected him, he would've been dead for a very long time."Look at you now, Cameron. Don't think a couple of lousy products can crush my business," Clifford seethed. "I'm telling you—I won't let you have your way. Tomorrow, I'll have your products pulled off the market."He reached out to grab Seraphine, knowing he had plenty of ways to finish Cameron off later.However, Cameron had long been prepared. The instant Clifford's hand came at him, he kicked hard at Clifford's knee. A piercing scream of pain escaped Clifford."You're asking for death," he muttered, trying to return Cameron a kick.Just then, Seraphine grabbed a nearby chair and hurled it at Clifford. His eyes widened, and he dodged the chair in her hands just in time. Once he stea