Karma Doesn’t Sleep The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 708

“Ms. Brooks, do you need to go to the hospital?” Aaron asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

“Nope.” Diana shook out her arm. It still hurt, but she could move it just fine. “Mr. Morris, you’ve got some serious moves. You trained or something?”

Aaron adjusted his glasses. “Just some basic training.”

His idea of “basic training” started at age four, with four hours a day of brutal martial arts drills under a master. After the basics, he’d learned the kind of techniques that could end a fight in one blow. Over the years, Aaron had survived more than ten assassination attempts. If someone got too close, he had to take them out and escape, fast.

Tonight, Diana had gotten lucky.

Looking at her—she had that sharp, glamorous look, but there was a dash of cluelessness that was almost cute—Aaron decided not to mention that if she’d called out even a second later, she might not have made it.

He changed the subject. “I thought you were taking me to the best food in Alson Creek? Where is it?”

He glanced around. The place was a shabby, dim little alley. No restaurant in sight, not even another person.

Diana just grinned and crooked her finger at him. “Just follow me.”

She slipped on her sunglasses and strode ahead, so focused she almost walked straight into a wall. Aaron grabbed her by the arm just in time.

He sighed. “Ms. Brooks, I don’t think anyone here besides me would recognize you. You can lose the sunglasses.”

Diana shook her head. “You don’t get it, Mr. Morris. Paparazzi are like ninjas. But I’m super sensitive to cameras. If I sense any, we split up and make a run for it!”

Aaron just stared at her, speechless.

He was starting to regret agreeing to this late-night adventure.

With one smooth motion, Aaron reached out, pulled her back, and plucked off her sunglasses.

“Trust me, no paparazzi would dare photograph me. Or anyone with me.”

Diana blinked, staring at Aaron’s cool, almost intimidating face. It took her a moment to remember she was with Aaron—not some top-tier celebrity.

Celebrities were for entertainment. Even the biggest stars wouldn’t risk angering the press.

But Aaron was different. He was the kind of guy who owned the press.

Diana fixed her hair and took off the sunglasses for real this time. “Alright, Mr. Morris. This way.”

She led him into a totally ordinary apartment building, up to the end of the third-floor hallway. Diana pulled out an invitation and unlocked a door.

“You have to book this place a month ahead. They only serve one table a night.”

Aaron raised an eyebrow, looking genuinely interested. “So you planned all this for me a month ago?”

Diana rolled her eyes internally.

Wow, someone’s full of himself.

She’d actually booked it for dinner with her friend Amelia. But Amelia had texted her last minute—some last-minute business trip, top-secret stuff, no idea when she’d be back.

He gave Collin a polite nod.

Collin clapped a hand over his mouth in mock horror. “Oh, the big boss! Obvious now, I should’ve known. Sorry, Mr. Morris, my big mouth! Please, make yourselves at home. I’ll start the food.”

Diana led Aaron to the only table, which was set by a window covered with bamboo blinds.

Aaron remembered the “scenery” he’d seen on the way in and figured the blinds were essential if anyone wanted to eat in peace.

But Diana strode right over, raised the blinds without a word, and waved him over with excitement. “Mr. Morris, you’ve got to see this!”

Aaron paused as moonlight spilled through the window, lighting up Diana’s face. The cool glow made her look almost ethereal, but her smile was so bright it was impossible to look away.

He finally tore his eyes from her and walked over. The view was actually surprising.

The window overlooked a wide river, moonlight dancing on the water like silver. In the distance, mountains rose up, dark and dramatic, like something out of an ink painting.

“Beautiful, right? Best view for miles around,” Diana said, her eyes shining.

“Not bad,” Aaron replied.

He looked as calm as ever, not the least bit dazzled.

Diana gazed out the window, a soft, nostalgic smile on her lips. “When I was a kid, I used to sit here and watch the moon…”

Aaron caught the detail. “When you were a kid?”