When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 855

"What do you mean, no proof? Didn't you literally show my daughter?"

Mrs. Amelia was terrified that those videos would leak. If they got out, her social standing in high society would be obliterated.

Lemira looked at her with a calm, unbothered expression. "That's your daughter. Do you really think her word holds up in court?"

Mrs. Amelia froze, entirely caught off guard.

Lemira pressed her advantage. "You don't have a shred of evidence either. You just make things up to manipulate Mrs. Amanda into turning against her own son, don't you?"

Truthfully, Lemira had fully intended to record a blackmail video. But the older woman had passed out from sheer terror, so she never actually went through with it.

But Mrs. Amelia clearly believed the tapes existed.

The Sinclair family sure knew how to play the game.

They were experts at pointing fingers, but the second the spotlight turned on them, they fell apart.

Lemira turned her attention back to Orion's mother. "Are you really willing to blindly trust an outsider over your own flesh and blood? He knew exactly how toxic the Sinclair family was, yet he tolerated them all these years just to keep you happy. And you repaid him with a slap to the face?"

Lemira glanced at the red mark on Orion's cheek, an ache settling in her chest.

She was absolutely sick of the Sinclairs' manipulative theatrics. Did they honestly think they were the only intelligent people in the world?

Staring at the mark she had left on her son's face, Mrs. Amanda finally snapped out of her blind rage.

Taking a moment to actually think, she realized there really was no proof. She had just taken her best friend's hysterical word for it and marched down here to confront Orion.

Hearing about the blackmail videos had simply triggered her protective instincts.

Sensing the tide turning, Mrs. Amelia frantically grabbed her friend's arm. "I'm not lying! Why would I ever make up something so humiliating?"

"But you still don't have proof, do you?" Lemira countered smoothly.

The moment Lemira finished speaking, Orion pulled her toward the passenger seat of his car. "Let's go."

As the car pulled away, Mrs. Amanda watched them leave, a heavy, suffocating knot tightening in her chest.

Mrs. Amelia glared at the taillights, her heart brimming with toxic resentment. "Your son is completely bewitched by that woman. If Lemira ever finds out he was in the car that day, she'll despise him forever."

Mrs. Amanda slowly turned to her so-called friend. "And isn't that entirely your fault?"

Mrs. Amelia choked on her words. A terrifying realization struck her—she absolutely could not afford to lose the Everhart family's backing.

She immediately burst into tears, playing the ultimate victim. "You know how bad things were for my family back then! I didn't have a choice! I just wanted to delay them from making it to the bidding war. You know me—I would never, ever resort to murder!"

"But if you hadn't orchestrated that crash, none of this nightmare would be happening right now."

Mrs. Amanda was caught in a miserable tug-of-war, utterly lost on who to support.