When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 425

Caspian continued, a hint of complacence in his voice, "Get it now?"

He was sure he could handle Lemira.

But Lemira just laughed, her eyes shimmering with a frosty amusement.

Seeing the smile on her face, Caspian felt a wave of unease. "What's so funny?"

"Are you really that concerned about your little sister?" Lemira teased, sitting back with a smug look. "Why else would you be so desperate to drag me back to the Langston family? Isn't Evelina enough for you?"

Caspian's gaze turned icy. "Lemira, I don't appreciate that look."

"Feeling's mutual," she retorted, spinning her chair around. "I remember when you were little, anytime you felt slighted or insulted outside, you'd come home and take it out on me. Who's looking down on you now?"

"Lemira, think before you speak. Angering me won't do you any favors. Think of your friends, your team."

"To hell with it!" Lemira stood up abruptly, grabbing Caspian by the collar. "Only a coward takes out his frustrations on his family. After all these years, you're still a coward!"

Caspian knew how to push her buttons.

But she also knew what mattered most to him.

As expected, Caspian was furious, his hand raised to strike, but it hung in mid-air before he reluctantly lowered it.

Lemira's eyes sparkled with defiance. "Go on, hit me. Can't do it, can you?"

Caspian's eyes reddened with suppressed rage. He was indeed powerless against her now.

With a bitter laugh, he warned, "Lemira, I won't resort to violence now, but there are other ways to make your life miserable. Forget about your team training smoothly. You better prepare for a lifetime of looking over your shoulder."

Having said his piece, Caspian stormed out of the office.

Lemira, left standing alone, slammed her fist on the desk in frustration.

Janice hurried in, concern written all over her face. "Did you hurt your hand? Did Caspian threaten you?"

Lemira glanced at her hand, a shadow crossing her face. "After our parents died, it was chaos at home. I learned to read my brothers' moods, to please them based on their temperaments."

Janice's eyes welled up with tears. "But you're their sister. How could they treat you this way?"