When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 831

Hearing these words, Lemira was overwhelmed with anger.

How could Asher actually agree to negotiate with the Sinclair family? Was he out of his mind? How could anyone reconcile with the people responsible for the murder of her parents—such a deep and irreparable grudge could never be forgiven.

Still, Lemira knew about the Langston family’s financial troubles.

According to what Evelina’s father had confessed, all the money had already been squandered through gambling, leaving a persistent gap in the Langston Group’s finances.

“Lemira, decisions about the Langston family aren’t yours alone to make. Asher is the one with the real authority here.”

Lemira replied coldly, “That’s too bad for you. I have all the evidence. Once I turn it over to the authorities, do you really think Asher agreeing to a reconciliation will make any difference?”

In a criminal case, reconciliation is meaningless; at best, it might reduce the severity of the sentence, but it can’t prevent a conviction.

Sophia’s expression didn’t improve. She stared at Lemira, asking, “Are you really determined to drag this out until we’re both ruined?”

The dead can’t come back—so why keep clinging to the past?

“I’ve already said it: the hatred I bear for the murder of my parents is beyond any chance of reconciliation. I will never make peace with anyone involved.”

“Lemira, don’t be so absolute. As long as we’re alive in this world, there will always be something—or someone—we care about. The dead can never be as important as the living.”

Lemira let out a cold laugh. “If that’s what you truly believe, then once your mother is sentenced to death, I’ll be sure to remind you of your own words.”

“How can it be the same? My mother is still alive.”

How could Lemira’s dead parents possibly compare to her living mother?

“Yes, your mother—the murderer—is still alive, while my parents are gone. So are you saying my parents’ deaths mean nothing?”

Lemira fixed Sophia with a piercing gaze. “If there’s going to be any reconciliation, it will only be after your mother has paid for her crime with her life. Let’s see if you can still say those things then.”

Typical Sinclair family behavior—Sophia was just like Mrs. Amelia.

The final was no surprise either—Orvin University easily took the championship in this year’s intercollegiate tournament.

Seeing this, Lemira let out a relieved sigh. She would have felt terribly guilty if her situation had affected the team’s performance; thankfully, everything had turned out alright.

As everyone was celebrating, Timothy approached Lemira.

Lowering his voice, he said, “The team had a rough start because the Sinclair family threatened them earlier. That’s why they played the way they did. Please don’t blame them.”

“I know the Sinclairs put them up to it. If it weren’t for me, the Sinclairs would never have resorted to such underhanded tactics against you guys.”

Timothy still looked worried. “But with all these conflicts between you and the Sinclairs, aren’t you putting yourself in danger? Shouldn’t we go to the police?”

“There’s no need to get the police involved. Let’s all just pretend nothing happened.”

After all, if Sophia was bold enough to orchestrate something like this, she’d definitely already made sure to cover her tracks.