When They Beg, I Rise!

Asher was fuming. "What's your attitude about this?"

Lemira, catching the edge in Asher's voice, retorted, "And what exactly did she endure on my behalf?"

"You were the one who offended Mrs. Grace Draven earlier. Just because Mrs. Amanda has your back, don't think you can deny what happened."

"You think I'm like Evelina, abandoning a sick Mrs. Amanda to cozy up to Mrs. Grace Draven, don't you?" Lemira's voice was sharp as a knife. "If that's the case, you've just made enemies with the Everhart family. How do you plan to keep your place in Orvin?"

Lucian chimed in, standing by Lemira. "Lemmy's right. We owe her today.

Evelina's just a walking disaster, causing trouble wherever she goes. She got what she deserved!"

Asher glanced at Evelina, her face full of indignation, and spoke coolly, "This is how it's going to be."

"I said no!" Lemira remained firm.

up to you to agree or not. The foundation hasn't been transferred to you yet. Just this once,

a sly smirk. She wasn't

Lemira. "Asher, isn't

favoritism, but I'm just being

boldness and wanted

lounge swung open. Orion walked in, his face a mask of calm, having overheard the heated exchange. He went straight to Lemira, taking her hand with a

Asher, his gaze unwavering. "Your version of fairness means Lemira has to back down and lose out. Seems like your hand's

leaving a sharp sting in their wake. Asher's face turned a furious shade at the mention of son-in-law, a sore spot he fiercely protected. "Say that again

family, maintaining his patriarchal demeanor. The mention of being a

front of Orion. "Tomorrow, I'll draft the

"In your dreams."

the internet." Lemira's words were laced

stifling his rage. "Fine, but Eve will still handle the subsequent charity

no funny business