When They Beg, I Rise!

Chapter 201

Lemira finished speaking, her gaze fixed intently on Lucian.

She watched as his expression shifted from anticipation to hesitation. A cold smirk played at Lemira's lips. This reaction was entirely within her expectations. Such lack of sincerity, and they expected her to stay with the Langstons?

Lucian struggled to find words, torn between two choices. Alaric intervened, "Lemira, don't you think you're being a bit harsh? It's us who owe you, not Eve, right?" Oh, please.

The amusement in Lemira's eyes intensified. She said that deliberately in an attempt to tear off the Langstons' mask of hypocrisy.

At this, Evelina bit her lip and said, "Lucian, Alaric, it's okay. I can leave. Growing up with you has been more than enough for me. If it means Lemira will come back, I'm willing to move out."

Asher was the first to object, "No way, what does that make us then? Your father saved Lemira's life and died in that car accident because he went back to save our parents. How could we possibly abandon you?" Bringing Evelina into their home was meant as a gesture of gratitude.

Evelina lowered her eyes, feeling somewhat guilty. She had always thought her father was dead, but the man she had recently contacted, though she hadn't met him, sounded so much like her father through their conversation!

accident? And why had her father been living incognito for so many years? What secret was hidden

mysterious man, but he disclosed nothing,

mind, but she dared not show them. Fearful of the Langstons discovering the truth, she

bringing up her father again, Evelina

words, Lemira responded blandly, "If that's the case,

hardened, "Lemira, if you insist on leaving in a huff, then don't bother coming back, and

we're laying everything out, I have

a document from her bag, "This

all the unfolding drama. Had Asher not mentioned severing ties, it

document now lay

closest, saw it most clearly. The words "severance agreement" pierced his eyes, filling him with an unbearable pain. Lucian felt as if a weight pressed

thing straight, I'm not the

document at Lucian and turned

grasped at air, much like his failed attempt to