When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 891

Sophia Sinclair looked up at Orion Everhart, a smug gleam in her eyes.

She finally had leverage against him.

Orion still hadn't dared to tell Lemira Langston that he was also in the car that year. This meant he wasn't as confident as he let on.

Regardless, the evidence from back then was gone, and it was an undeniable fact that the Everhart family had cleaned up the mess for the Sinclair family.

Orion would never be able to wash his hands of it for the rest of his life.

But Orion merely glanced at Lemira beside him. His face was expressionless, yet a tempest of emotions brewed in his eyes.

Lemira took in Sophia's twisted, hateful expression.

She laughed out loud. "Sophia, aside from these cheap tricks to drive a wedge between people, what else are you actually good at?"

Sophia's expression faltered. "What, don't you want to know what this man is hiding from you?"

"No, I don't."

"You're lying. You're dying to know."

Sophia was genuinely taken aback by Lemira's calm demeanor. How could she be so unbothered?

Did she truly not care at all?

Lemira tutted. "I've told you before, even if he did hide something from me, that's between us. Your little attempts to sow discord won't work."

She had fallen for this woman's tricks before; she wasn't about to let this two-faced girl manipulate her relationships so easily again.

Sophia glared at Lemira, then turned a pitiful, wide-eyed gaze toward Orion, hoping to elicit the man's sympathy.

She refused to believe their bond was that impenetrable!

But her face was so swollen from being slapped earlier that her attempt at looking fragile just seemed utterly ridiculous.

Stella Waverly couldn't take it anymore. She pulled a compact mirror from her purse and angled it at Sophia. "Are you seriously trying to play the delicate victim looking like that?"

Upon seeing her own battered, swollen reflection, Sophia shrieked, covered her face, and ran off.

With her gone, the rest of her entourage awkwardly scattered.

She didn't understand what this aggressive display was about. After struggling a couple of times and failing to push him away, she bit him.

Orion hissed in pain and pulled back, a drop of blood on his lip.

He stared down at her, his gaze heavy and dark. "Do you realize the Sinclair family is at a dead end? They're like rabid dogs backed into an alley, ready to bite anyone."

"I know."

"If you know, then why did you fight them? What if one of them had hurt you? Their family is already ruined—they have nothing to lose, but you do."

His eyes held only her.

If anything ever happened to her, the agony would destroy him.

Meeting that intense, somber gaze, Lemira slowly calmed down.

She could see how deeply he worried for her. It was true that cornering a desperate enemy could backfire; she knew the risks.

She rose on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I weighed the odds. I only made a move because I knew I could take them. You didn't hear the awful things Sophia said to Stella. I just couldn't hold back."