When They Beg, I Rise!

Asher snorted, "Exactly, I've already found someone. We'll have the company's system issues resolved in no time. There's no shortage of talent in this world. As long as I'm willing to pay, there's nothing that can't be fixed." When Lemira heard the words "underground market," a premature guess flashed through her mind.

Could it really be such a coincidence?

She probably was overthinking it. After all, the underground market was vast; it couldn't possibly be that she just happened to take a private job for the Langston Group.

Glancing at her phone, Lemira noticed a notification for a transfer of $20,000.

Leaning back, she pushed the trash can towards him: "Take it."

She wasn't about to pick it up herself. Want it or not, that was up to him.

Asher's tone turned colder: "Lemira, you want me to dig through the trash?"

"What else? I'm not picking it up. Whoever needs it should do the digging."

"What kind of attitude is that? I've spent $20,000!"

Lemira's gaze turned icy: "Then you might as well not want it. I can refund you the money!"

Asher was on the verge of exploding.

He hadn't expected Lemira to be so indifferent!

down to retrieve the

intervene: "Boss, let me do

it's not

tissue, and looked at Lemira, knowing she still had the Langston family's interests at heart. Otherwise, she wouldn't

though it cost $20,000, it was

I heard you're quite close to Thaddeus, but do

didn't appreciate the way Lucian looked

just found out, but that's between

a silver spoon in your mouth, and now you're

an instant, Lemira's face

Asher:

if he might faint at any moment, tried to

like this, Asher backed

couldn't help

concerned, handed him some medicine: "Take some,

need, I won't

looked up at Lemira, hoping to see concern

face was expressionless, revealing

Lucian couldn't hide his

someone from the Draven family: We're worried you might be

for the Langstons, reaching the Dravens'