When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira lifted her eyelids, her cool gaze barely hiding her disdain. She glanced at the items scattered on the floor, her hand already moving to shut the door. The butler, however, blocked her path, "Ms. Langston, if you've got beef with me, just say it, but Ms. Sterling hasn't done anything to you!"

Lemira snorted, turning to grab a lighter from the table and tossed it onto the floor. The flame caught on a pile of books, quickly engulfing them in fire. The butler's face went drastically pale, "Crazy, she's gone crazy! Somebody, help! Fire!"

Only then did Lemira slam the door shut with a loud bang!

From inside, she could smell the burning, but calmly booted up her PC to game. Then, a lot of private messages caught her eye.

Alaric had sent: [If you join our gaming squad, the deal we've got for you is solid. Got any other demands, just throw them my way, I'll make sure you're satisfied.]

[Our SkyBlaze's got the backing of the Langston family, so finances aren't a worry. And my brother's got a media company, we could make some plans and easily spin this into a showbiz gig for you.]

[Not sure if you're studying or working, but joining SkyBlaze is a win-win. You don't even have to be full-time with us, won't mess with your personal life. Think about it!]

Reading Alaric's messages, Lemira couldn't help but feel speechless. He still hadn't given up on her.

She typed back: [I'll think about it.]

she really was behind the screen name

series of knocks came

"Lemira, come out!"

she leisurely sorted through her items, ignoring the noise

crash, the

stormed in, his fury deepening at the sight of Lemira still gaming, "Lemira, look at what you've done! You threw out Eve's stuff

unacceptable!"

skeptical, the sight of the charred remains in the hallway made

game, and swiveled her chair around, her gaze bland, "So, what about it?" Her

head throbbed with anger,

you've got issues

thinking we've always favored

over you.

out on

Don't forget,

to keep leeching off the Langstons," Evelina, holding