When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 357

Orion's gaze was dark and icy, exuding an air of defiance that was hard to ignore.

The male coach, irked by the confrontation, retorted, "Why should I apologize? You should be thanking me for warning you about these gold-diggers."

Orion's eyes narrowed slightly, his hand reaching out only to be stopped by another.

Lemira stepped forward, locking eyes with the male coach, "Sounds like you've been burned pretty bad in the past. With all this misogyny, you might as well crawl back into your mother's womb and save us the embarrassment."

His disdain for women was palpable, yet he too was borne of a woman's struggle.

The coach's face flushed with anger, "Say that again?"

"So, by your logic, women are liars, right? That must mean your mother is a liar too, for deceiving your father and then giving birth to a piece of work like you."

Lemira's words only fueled the coach's rage.

The gym owner intervened, pushing the coach slightly, "That's enough. Want to end up in jail? We have cameras here."

The coach shot Lemira a venomous look before storming off in a huff.

Turning to Orion and Lemira, the owner spoke apologetically, "I had no idea he was capable of this. I should have dealt with that member's issue sooner."

Who could have predicted this outcome?

Orion remained silent, his displeasure evident.

Lemira quickly spoke up, "These things happen sometimes. It's not your fault."

"Ms. Langston, I appreciate your understanding."

Orion then spoke, "Is that it?"

The owner, caught off guard by the question and realizing who he was dealing with, glanced around at the other coaches.

One of the coaches coughed, "Given it's an issue that arose in our gym, we should offer Ms. Langston some form of compensation, like waiving her membership fee for the year and her session fees."

The owner nodded in agreement, "Right, right. How could I forget?"

Lemira shook her head, "There's no need. Had I not taken matters into my own hands, this could have been avoided."

The owner then suggested, "Take them both to the hospital to get checked out. Ms. Langston, your hand looks cut too."

Orion immediately took Lemira's hand, "You're hurt?"

Indeed, there was a cut on Lemira's hand she hadn't noticed.

"I just need some antiseptic, no need for a hospital visit."

But seeing the scabbed over wound on Orion's arm convinced her he needed medical attention, possibly a tetanus shot.

The coach drove them to a private clinic.

Upon arriving, Orion paused, wary of running into acquaintances.

The coach reassured, "Everything's been arranged."

It was crucial that Orion, of his stature, faced no complications.

They headed straight to the director's office, and the floor was cleared upon Orion's arrival.