When They Beg, I Rise!

Clara's face changed drastically. No way, she would never do that!

Lemira's expression turned icy, "What, is Jackson chickening out now? Well, he doesn't have to eat his hat, but there's an alternative." Jackson visibly relaxed, "Okay, what's your idea?"

"Just stand at the entrance and shout three times, 'Lemira, I'm sorry, I'm a dumbass.' Then we'll call it even."

She wasn't a saint, and she determined to have the last word. But Jackson balked at the idea.

Michel sneered, "Jackson, I didn't realize you were such a coward!"

Red-faced with embarrassment, Jackson eventually stood at the entrance, yelling, "Lemira, I'm sorry, I'm a dumbass!"

Lemira captured the moment on her phone, and then walked into the hall with Michel, leaving Jackson looking striking sour.

Clara, always one to stir the pot, whispered, "Jackson, there's gotta be something fishy between Lemira and that guy. Why else would he defend her?"

onto something. I mean, I practically know all the influencers around, and Lemira? Never heard of her before!" Jackson spat,

spot. After all, she's not even an influencer, just clinging to men to get ahead. The real deal influencers will

Lemira ostracized and humiliated. As Jackson and Clara

at the guest list. The only anonymous host was

and texted Lemira. [Clara and Jackson are plotting to

message, a cold smile playing on her

Michel, she mingled with other prominent influencers from

less since the semester started, even missed your weekend

a car accident, but thankfully,

was covered with a band-aid, hiding the

up pretty quickly. Not many people know about this." "Yeah, that

The Everhart heir? She recalled a call from the Sinclair family's lawyer mentioning

previous life,

the Everhart heir were worlds apart, not in the