When They Beg, I Rise!

Lucian fixed his gaze on Thaddeus, his determination clear. No one would disrespect his sister on his watch.

Lemira could never be anyone's mistress!

Thaddeus let out a mocking laugh, "Alright then, how about you exchange Lemira for the entire Langston family fortune?"

Lucian nodded without hesitation, "Okay."

Asher's voice was harsh, "I haven't agreed to anything. After all, Lemira made her own bed, and that has nothing to do with the Langston family."

Lucian stepped forward, confronting Thaddeus, "I'm willing to give up my entire personal fortune!"

"And how much is that? Not enough!" Thaddeus sneered, "Seems like your sincerity isn't all that!"

He turned to Lemira with a smirk, "I was just testing their so-called sincerity."

Lemira smiled slightly, "No need for tests, I already know."

Asher exploded at Lemira, "So, you're proud of yourself, Lemira? If you're so blind to kindness, then so be it. In front of Mr. Draven here, let me make it clear: you are no longer part of the Langston family. Any trouble you cause won't be linked to us anymore!" It was better to make things clear to avoid dragging the family down.

Lemira replied calmly, "Wasn't I already out?"

Asher wasn't satisfied, "Even if you end up on the streets, it has nothing to do with me..."

He couldn't finish his sentence as Orion threw a glass of water at him.

Orion's face was livid, "Say that again, and see if the Langston Group doesn't go bankrupt tomorrow!"

Asher, drenched, glanced at Orion, unsure of his status.

Moreover, with Thaddeus present, he could only storm off in a huff.

Lucian remained, turning to Lemira, "Lemmy, no matter what Asher says, in my heart, you'll always be my sister. You can come to me with any trouble in the future."

Thaddeus mocked, "Oh, cut it out. When have you not come to Lemira for help? When has she ever needed you? Show some dignity, will you?"

Lucian couldn't contain his coughing fit, clutching his aching stomach.

Lemira remained indifferent, as if she hadn't seen anything.

Hogan, anxious, asked Lemira, "Ms. Lemira, do you still have the recipe for that healing porridge you made for the boss?"

Lemira's lips curled coldly, "Healing porridge, huh?"

"Yes, the boss always felt better after eating the porridge you made."

"That's not right, he clearly preferred Evelina's porridge, didn't he?"

Lemira would never forget how Lucian had praised Evelina's

porridge for being thoughtful,

the healing porridge she slaved over from dawn was neglected.

Regretting now?

Too late!

Lucian, full of regret, said, "Lemmy, I now realize it wasn't Evelina's porridge that worked; it was your healing porridge. I was wrong before, blinded by ignorance

Hogan chimed in, "That's right, Ms. Lemira. The boss realized this a while back."

Thaddeus ever the cynic, intervened, "Realized it so long ago but only saying t now? Got a procrastination problem? You might as well say it in your next life, really!"

Hogan instantly shut up.

Lucian hurriedly explained, "Lemmy, I just didn't know how to say it, afraid you wouldn't forgive me."

The more he recalled his past mistakes, the more unbearable the guilt became, making it even harder to face her.

Lemira's expression was cold, "Then let me give you the answer now: I won't forgive you."noveldrama

Never!

Lucian stood numbly, his breath suppressed by sorrow.

He whispered hoarsely, "Would you forgive Lucian if I were dead?"

He bent down to pick up a shard of the broken glass, pressing it against his wrist and slashing deeply.