All Chapters of Entwined With Karma : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Sophia’s office felt like a cage. Dark shadows from the fading light of late afternoon extended menacingly across the room. Sitting with clenched hands in her lap, she gazed at her phone. Her mind was filled with a million thoughts, but one stood out above all: how would she be able to locate the funds? The phone felt heavy, a reminder of every connection she was considering burning through to meet Felicia’s demands. She sighed deeply, the weight of her situation pressing against her chest like a tightening vice. But she needed a plan.She suddenly felt her phone vibrating, which made her startled. Believing it was a message from Felicia, she accepted it, only to find out it was a call from Jonathan Evans, a patient she hadn't communicated with for months. “Jonathan?” Sophia answered, trying to keep her voice steady, casual.“Sophia!” Jonathan’s voice was warm, almost too friendly. “It’s been too long. I wanted to check in—see if you’re still accepting clients?”She paused, trying t

Felicia walked into the office with her typical self-assurance, her heels making a clicking sound on the shiny floor, each step deliberate and intentional. She found pleasure in the attention, the stares that accompanied her wherever she went. Power, control—she’d mastered the art of commanding both. However, today, things were not the same. She sensed gazes lingering for too long, shadows in her side vision that were previously absent. Upon reaching her desk, she observed Anna, a coworker recognized for her keen intuition, observing her from a distance within the room. Felicia flashed a brief smile while raising her eyebrow inquisitively. Anna hesitated, then returned the smile with a curious tilt of her head. “Morning, Felicia.”“Morning,” Felicia replied smoothly, placing her bag down. “Something on your mind?”“Oh, nothing much,” Anna said, a little too nonchalantly. “You’ve just seemed… preoccupied lately. Everything alright?”Felicia's stomach churned, yet she managed to let o

Felicia tapped her fingers on the desk while surveying the empty office. The quiet was meant to be relaxing, yet today it annoyed her and heightened her vigilance. She experienced the unsettling feeling of being seen once more. Anxiety surrounded her, suggesting that someone was watching her every action. Even though she convinced herself it was just a creation of her mind, she couldn't shake off the disturbing feeling. Deep in her thoughts, she was jolted when Julia, her secretary, knocked and entered without awaiting an invitation. "Felicia?" Julia looked concerned at her boss's astonished face.“Yes?” Felicia’s voice came out sharper than intended, her heart racing. She masked it with a tight smile, hoping Julia wouldn’t notice her agitation.Julia hesitated, her own gaze flicking around the room. “I, uh… just wanted to check if you needed anything else before I head out.”Felicia forced a dismissive wave of her hand, feeling her pulse begin to slow. “No, I’m fine. Go ahead.”Juli

Felicia's heels clattered sharply on the pavement as she glanced back, her stomach tightening at the glimpse of the person trailing a few steps behind her. She accelerated her pace, her thoughts swirling. For several days, she experienced an uneasy sensation of being observed, a tingling awareness that someone was focused on her even in moments of solitude. But this was different. This was real.She rounded a corner, moving beneath the faint glow of a street lamp and stopping briefly to take out her phone, feigning a check of a message. The outline caught her attention out of the corner of her eye; it was a tall, dark figure, and as he got closer to her, his speed slowed. The beating of her heartbeat reverberated in her ears as she repacked the phone in her bag and resumed her walk, summoning her resolve. Her thoughts swirled with inquiries. Who was he? Was he one of Sophia's associates, or someone who had caught wind of her threats? She couldn't allow her anxiety to overwhelm her,

The taxi driver glanced at Felicia in the rearview mirror, his brow tightening as she whispered an annoyed series of words quietly to herself. She had just noticed that her handbag was still at the cafe. How careless could she be? Between paranoia and her split attention, it felt like she was slipping. She was usually so careful, always in control. But this… this was different.“Ma’am, are you okay?” the cab driver inquired cautiously, his voice reflecting both curiosity and worry. "Yes, I just… I have to return to the cafe," she retorted, attempting to hide her annoyance with herself. “Now, please.”The cab driver didn’t need to be told twice, and within minutes, they were pulling up at the cafe. She tossed some cash in his direction, hardly noticing his quiet gratitude, as she rushed out and looked at the tables inside through the window. There it was—her handbag, undisturbed, exactly where she had placed it. A sigh of relief left her as she entered to get it. However, when she li