When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira's gaze followed Orion as he pulled out his phone, and stepped aside to make a call. She peeked from behind the safety of the corridor, ensuring Lucian wouldn't catch her. Once the call was finalized, Orion approached Lemira with an air of superiority, his expression calm and his tone teeming with a wild edge, "Let's go."

"Where to?"

"To enjoy the show."

What?

Lemira accompanied him to the elevator, heading straight to the third floor. The decor here starkly contrasted with that of the lower levels.

She couldn't help but steal glances at the man beside her. Rumor had it that the restaurant's third floor was reserved for members of a certain caliber, a status virtually no one in Lyria had achieved. Yet, Orion seemed to breeze through without a hitch, greeted with nothing but respect from the staff.

"I heard this level is off-limits to regular members," Lemira whispered.

"Yeah, I know."

access. Lemira was lost in her thoughts when Orion

"To the restroom."

instead took the elevator downstairs in spite of the fact that the restroom was near. Where was he

realized they were positioned perfectly to overlook the second-floor private room. Something

room's door swung open, revealing Lucian and Evelina, with a staff member speaking to them. Lucian's discomfort was palpable as he led Evelina towards the elevator, only to find Orion waiting, as if expected. Lucian

clearing their place hinted at the arrival of a VIP. Despite the Langstons' significant influence in Lyria, the establishment's connections to the Orvin elite demanded reverence, even from them. Evelina

even though he had good looks, it was of

impatience shone through, "Take

directly, who instinctively

mean by this?" Lucian stood in front of

it sounds like. She's too noisy; I wanted a word with you," Orion's expression

realized the surrounding was no more other