Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 323

“Of course. You’re here to back up your people,” Ryan said, stepping forward with a confidence that filled the whole garage. He looked at Clive with a half-smirk, his eyes cold enough to make anyone flinch.

“Didn’t Salmeron want to see me? Well, here I am. Say whatever you want.”

Clive’s face went even paler. He clearly hadn’t expected Ryan to actually show up. What was he supposed to say to this madman, anyway?

The last time they’d run into each other, at that dinner, things had gone south after Kristen left and Ryan got called away by a phone call. But before he’d left...

“Salmeron,” Kristen whispered, tugging at Clive’s sleeve, doing her best to smooth things over. “Let’s go. We’ve got something at noon, remember?” She shot him a quick look, just loud enough for him to hear, “If Dr. Wade sees this mess on the security cameras, he’s going to be even more pissed.”

Pushing Ryan any further was asking for trouble.

Clive let out a tight, forced laugh as he unclenched his fists. “Mr. Packman, always looking out for your people. No wonder Amelia would do anything just to climb up to your level.”

His words were dripping with sarcasm.

Amelia didn’t want to make things messier in front of Ryan, so she pretended not to hear, just letting Clive bark.

But Ryan just chuckled, sounding lazy and a little dangerous. “Only the rarest birds perch on the tallest branches. The little sparrows? They’ll settle for any crooked tree.”

He turned to Kristen. “Isn’t that right, Ms. Watts?”

He was calling her a sparrow and acting like Amelia was some kind of phoenix.

Kristen nearly cracked a tooth from clenching her jaw, but she didn’t dare blow up at Ryan.

“You’re hilarious, Mr. Packman. Salmeron really does have things to do. We’ll be leaving now.”

“Did I say you could leave?”

Ryan’s voice dropped, low and icy. Before the words even finished echoing, several men in black suits stepped out of the shadows. Each one had the Packman family crest stitched in gold on their cuffs.

The Packman bodyguards never set foot in the research center itself, out of respect. But the underground garage? That was outside the rules.

Clive spun around, furious. “Ryan, what the hell are you doing? Do you really think you can touch me and get away with it?”

Kristen shrank behind him, looking terrified.

Ryan didn’t even glance at them. He turned to Amelia instead, eyes dark and unreadable, like the ocean at midnight.

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