When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 837

Seeing that Asher looked ready to kill the driver, Lemira rushed in to stop him.

Before she could get close, Orion held her back.

Orion ordered his men to pull Asher aside, but Asher struggled against them, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at the driver. “I’m going to kill you!”

Hale, having narrowly escaped death, gasped for air. For a moment, he truly thought his life was over.

He had no doubt that Asher wanted him dead.

After all, it was he who had caused the death of Asher’s parents.

Lemira looked at Asher, visibly angry. “What are you doing? Have you lost your mind? He’s our key witness! If anything happens to him, what will we use against the Sinclair family?”

Lemira had endured for so long, waiting for the day she could finally catch Evelina’s father—only then could she openly confront the Sinclair family.

She never imagined Asher would do something so reckless.

If anything happened to Evelina’s father, all her years of planning would vanish overnight.

Asher was still consumed by hatred, his eyes locked on Hale. “All these years, every time something went wrong at the company, every time we were pushed to the brink, I wanted nothing more than to kill the man who caused my parents’ deaths!”

If not for that tragedy, his life wouldn’t have been so unbearably hard all these years.

Now he knew his parents’ deaths weren't an accident, but the result of a driver who had been paid off. The desire to make this man suffer overwhelmed him.

He wished he could tear him apart.

Hale finally caught his breath, a burning pain spreading from his neck. He looked at Asher and said, “It’s been a long time, Mr. Langston.”

“Shut up. You don’t deserve to call me that! My parents took you in out of kindness, but in the end, they saved someone unworthy. You’re the one who killed them.”

Hale seemed to realize something, lowered his head, and said quietly, “It was all the Sinclair family's doing. I was just a man paid to do a job. I never intended to get your parents killed.”

“Tell me, who was the other driver who died that day? Was he working with you or with the Sinclair family?”

Lemira remembered there was someone else who died in the car that day. They had all believed it was Evelina’s father, but only years later did they learn the truth.

Hale kept his head down, refusing to answer.

Lemira gave a cold laugh. “You know, the Sinclair family has a story much like yours. They say they never meant to kill my parents—that it was you who did it on purpose, so you could blackmail them for more money.

So, tell me—when the time comes, who do you think the judge will believe?”

Whether it was the Sinclair family or Hale, neither was likely telling the whole truth.