When They Beg, I Rise!

Chapter 354

But the guy just wouldn't give up. "Hey there, gorgeous. You're totally my type. How about we swap digits? I'm single, doing pretty well for myself, and looking for a smart girl to settle down with." Lemira, growing increasingly impatient, shot back, "Not interested. Please, stop bothering me."

"How's this bothering you? Look at you, can't even afford a personal trainer. Must mean you're not exactly rolling in dough. But hey, stick with me, and you could be looking at a future with a few million in the bank for our kid to inherit." The young man stood up and moved behind Lemira, "Here, let me show you how to do it."

Lemira quickly grabbed his hand and twisted it sharply.

The man cried out in pain, "Let go!"

With a cold stare, Lemira retorted, "Clearly, you didn't check yourself out in the mirror this morning. Typical chump!"

After her sharp rebuke, she let go of his hand.

Lemira wiped her hands on her pants, feeling disgusted by the encounter.

The young man, now infuriated, spat, "Playing the innocent, huh? I know all about you college girls. Pretend to be pure as snow, but deep down, you're all gold diggers. Been with several like you, a bit of cash, and off go the clothes." Lemira, without a word, opened her water bottle and doused him with it.

"Rinse your mouth out, it reeks."

"Feisty, I like that. Just name your price. How's $5,000 a month sound?"

She glanced up at the gym's

find

if you had to, make sure

following, "If you're a virgin, I might even go up

led him to a safety corridor, a blind spot from

beckoned him with a

excited, "Oh, you're into this sort of thing? Why didn't you say so earlier!" The next

had never encountered someone

a mop bucket nearby. She grabbed it and dumped

about time someone cleaned it

loosened teeth. Upon touching them,

ahead, call them. I'll just tell the cops you were harassing me, and I defended myself. The cameras caught your behavior perfectly. Who

wailed, "I won't let you get away with this. My lawyers will have you behind bars! You see

help but

drama king! Was he auditioning for a soap

male trainer rushed over, "Mr. Jones,

this how you treat your wealthy

looked at Lemira, "What's going on here? Why did you hit him?" "He was