When They Beg, I Rise!

Chapter 357

Orion's gaze was dark and icy, exuding an air of defiance that was hard to ignore.

The male coach, irked by the confrontation, retorted, "Why should I apologize? You should be thanking me for warning you about these gold-diggers."

Orion's eyes narrowed slightly, his hand reaching out only to be stopped by another.

Lemira stepped forward, locking eyes with the male coach, "Sounds like you've been burned pretty bad in the past. With all this misogyny, you might as well crawl back into your mother's womb and save us the embarrassment." His disdain for women was palpable, yet he too was borne of a woman's struggle.

The coach's face flushed with anger, "Say that again?"

"So, by your logic, women are liars, right? That must mean your mother is a liar too, for deceiving your father and then giving birth to a piece of work like you."

Lemira's words only fueled the coach's rage.

The gym owner intervened, pushing the coach slightly, "That's enough. Want to end up in jail? We have cameras here."

The coach shot Lemira a venomous look before storming off in a huff.

Turning to Orion and Lemira, the owner spoke apologetically, "I had no idea he was capable of this. I should have dealt with that member's issue sooner."

Who could have predicted this outcome?

Orion remained silent, his displeasure evident.

Lemira quickly spoke up, "These things happen sometimes. It's not your fault."

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