When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 133

Lemira caught a cab back to her apartment, slumping into the couch as she noticed a stain on her sleeve - a bloodstain, probably from when she helped Lucian into the car earlier that day.

After changing, she saw a message from Orion. [Yeah.]

Just one word. That man was always sparing with his words, except when he was dishing out sarcasm.

During her live stream that evening, Lucian was incessantly sending her virtual gifts, which she tried to ignore. However, her fans couldn't help but comment.

[Isn't this ID Ms. Lemon's brother? Such a big spender!]

[Didn't I hear that Streamer Lemon had some family drama? With all these gifts, he must have spent hundreds of thousands by now.]

[Regardless of any family spat, Ms. Langston's status is unshakeable. Lucky her, having such doting brothers!]

Lemira's mood soured at these comments. She messaged Lucian: [Stop sending gifts.]

Lucian replied: [Just take it. Living on your own, you need the money.]

But she didn't want charity from the Langstons.

Feeling irritated, Lemira ended the stream and contacted the workers to arrange for all the money from Lucian's gifts to be refunded. She wasn't after his money!

Seeing the refund, Lucian sighed deeply, "Does she hate me that much now?"

Zack chimed in, "Mr. Lucian Langston, Ms. Lemira is just ignoring you on purpose, aiming to drive Ms. Sterling away. That's her tactic to make a return."

"Lemmy's not like that. It's my fault for neglecting her feelings, leading to all this current mess."

"But Ms. Sterling is innocent in all this. If it weren't for that incident, she wouldn't be an orphan, facing all these hardships. She's the real victim here."

Lucian was torn. Indeed, Evelina wasn't to blame.

Lemira recalled it indeed happened in her past life, when she promptly went to resolve it only for Evelina to take the credit in the end, while this very secretary defended her, only to be reprimanded by Lucian.

Lemira hesitated, then saying, "I'm not an employee of the Langston Group. It's not my responsibility,"

"But you were involved before, Ms. Langston."

"Back then, I considered myself a Langston. Now, things are different."

Lemira’s exact words came to Lucian’s ears; he was barely able to close his eyes, struggling to respond, his lips trembling.

The secretary quickly added, "How about this, Ms. Langston? Treat it as a freelance job. We'll compensate you at market rate. How does that sound?"

Lemira wasn't interested in the money. But if the project failed, the secretary would be affected too.