When They Beg, I Rise!

Chapter 463

Lemira couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and satisfaction as she watched Evelina, who always seemed to hover above her like some untouchable goddess, now kneeling before her, begging for forgiveness. It was a scene she had imagined, but never truly expected to witness. The thought crossed her mind that this must be more torturous for Evelina than if she had been physically hurt.

It was clear that Caspian must have pushed Evelina to her limits for her to resort to such a public display of remorse. As Evelina knelt there, crying her eyes out, she became the center of attention, her voice shaky with emotion. "Lemira, it's my fault that you and Caspian are at odds. Please, don't let my mistake ruin your relationship. I'll do anything if it means you won't be angry with him anymore."

Lemira, standing above the kneeling Evelina, couldn't resist showing off the bruises on her arm, adding to the drama of the moment.

Janice, ever the protective friend, stepped forward and pushed Evelina away. "Can't you see Lemira is hurt? Save your fake apologies. The authorities won't let someone who's done wrong get off easily."

Evelina, still on the ground, lowered her voice, a hint of desperation in her tone. "Lemira, what do you want from me? You hacked my phone, didn't you? Installed some spyware to snoop around?"

her cool, seeing right through Evelina's attempt to probe her. "If I wanted to

but panic was setting in. After her father had warned her to be cautious about potential surveillance, she hadn't thought much of it until she actually found the spyware. Deleting her conversations with her father was a reflex born out of fear. If Lemira discovered her father was still alive and informed the Langstons,

cover up something shady. Are you afraid I'll discover your secrets?" Lemira retorted, clearly

done anything wrong. But hacking is a crime, you know. Do it again, and I'll call the cops," Evelina bluffed, knowing she couldn't

her discomfort, both physically and

her with a smirk. "Enough? We're far from done. Tell

figure surrounded by whispering onlookers. Evelina, feeling utterly humiliated,

the day's events,

implicate her turned out fruitless. Evelina

possibility that someone else,

influence over her son, might