She looked at Orion. “As long as Mrs. Amelia returns, this sort of thing shouldn’t happen again.”
After all, by that time, the Sinclairs would have far greater concerns of their own.
“But we can’t let our guard down. The Sinclairs are notoriously petty—they’re always quick to hold a grudge. They may wrong others, but no one is allowed to wrong them.”
Orion understood the Sinclairs quite well.
Lemira shot him a meaningful look. “You seem to know the Sinclairs pretty well, don’t you?”
The man paused for a split second. “I’m not blind. And I’m not the only one who sees them that way.”
Lemira averted her eyes. That pretty much settled it—the Sinclairs would surely come for revenge later.
Whether or not they found any real evidence, the Sinclairs would come after the Langstons.
After all, the Langston family was the prime suspect.
Orion met her gaze. “The Sinclairs won’t do anything with me here. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried. Once Mrs. Amelia is back, the Sinclairs will realize that the Langstons know about the accident from years ago. And given their petty nature, they’ll definitely come after the Langstons. But honestly, I couldn’t care less whether the Langston family ends up bankrupt or not.”
The Sinclairs had tried to use the Langstons to threaten her before.
It hadn’t worked—not even a little. If anything, she’d wanted to applaud.
But now that they had captured Evelina’s father, it was the Sinclairs’ turn to be afraid.
Lemira looked at Orion. “I’m heading back to campus. I still have class.”
“I’ll drive you to school. If anything new happens here, I’ll let you know.”
They left together in the car.
All the way there, Lemira discussed the old case with Orion, insisting they needed to find more evidence—a guarantee that, when the time came, their case in court would be airtight.
When the car pulled up outside the university, Lemira turned to Orion. “I’ll go. You should take care of your own business—I can handle this myself.”
Orion smiled faintly, the expression reaching his eyes. “This is my business, too.”
She couldn’t help but wonder—was this Stella’s relative?
But hadn’t Stella’s parents both already passed away?
“Lemira, you’re back!” Oanice spotted her first and quickly said, “Stella’s family is here.”
Stella rose to her feet and looked at Lemira. “Let me introduce you. This is Felipa. She just returned from abroad.”
Felipa?
Could this be Stella’s young stepmother?
The elegant woman stood and turned to Lemira with a warm, gentle smile. “Hello. I’ve heard Stella mention you many times.”
As soon as Lemira saw the woman’s face, her expression shifted.
This woman looked a bit like Evelina.

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