The Sinclair family’s business was no longer what it used to be; their old connections no longer respected them, which was why Susanna ended up with an electronic ankle monitor.
Sophia continued, “Aren’t you in touch with Evelina, the Langstons’ adopted daughter? Why don’t you ask her how their artificial intelligence project is coming along?”
“But, sister, didn’t you say you wanted to collaborate with the Everhart family?”
“The Everharts refused.”
Sophia’s eyes grew slightly red. “He only turned us down to protect Lemira—that’s the only reason the Sinclair family was excluded.”
Something like this would have been unthinkable in the past.
Sophia quickly composed herself. “But the Sinclair family isn’t about to let this opportunity pass us by.”
And neither would she.
——
Lemira walked into the event hall and saw Orion lounging in his seat, his profile strikingly handsome.
People clustered around him, fawning with eager, flattering expressions.
At moments like this, Lemira truly felt she and Orion belonged to entirely different worlds.
She didn’t approach him. Instead, she changed direction and walked over to where the student council president stood, along with a few journalism students.
As soon as Lemira appeared, everyone turned their attention to her.
After all, she had just been the topic of conversation—everyone envied that she was already an executive at a company.
The student council president asked, “Lemira, is there something you need?”
“There is,” Lemira replied calmly. “I have a few questions for the head of the journalism club about a post on the school forum spreading rumors that I’m someone’s kept woman.”
She had already traced the user ID—the person behind the post was the head of the journalism club.


“You’re students, but so is Lemira. She’s already leading her own research project. If you can’t match her academically, you resort to spreading rumors. That’s just pathetic.”
Oanice had been wanting to say this for a long time; now that she had the chance, she didn’t hold back.
“What’s your problem, Lemira? Why are you insulting my boyfriend? He’s already outstanding, okay? Boys just mature later, that’s all. They shine in the long run.”
Lemira glanced over and realized it was the same girl who’d given her a hard time earlier—no wonder she was defending the journalism club president; they were a couple.
No wonder they were targeting her.
Oanice shot back, “Your boyfriend is a journalism major, but he’s making up rumors and posting slanderous articles about Lemira. And you don’t think he should be called out for it?”
The girl scoffed. “If it’s slander, then let Lemira explain. Who was the older guy in the luxury car?”

If they refused to listen to reason, she wasn’t afraid to take it further.

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