When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 870

Orion's expression hardened. "That is definitely the only way they can get their hands on that kind of money right now."

"If the cops can't do anything, are we really just going to let them get away with it? Are we just going to watch Mrs. Waverly bully a widow and an orphan?"

Lemira couldn't swallow this injustice.

"There is one way to get Stella her freedom quickly."

"What is it?"

"I can just pay Asher off."

Hearing this, Lemira stared at him blankly before reaching over to press the back of her hand against his forehead. "You don't have a fever. Did you start drinking early today?"

Otherwise, why would he be talking such absolute nonsense?

Orion caught her hand. "I'm completely serious. I could even negotiate for some shares in the Langston Group. That's not too much to ask, is it?"

But Lemira knew he was only doing this for her.

She looked up at him. "Are you always this generous with your money?"

"I'm only generous with you. I don't want to see you upset, and I don't want to watch you exhaust yourself fighting for your friends."

"Hmph, your money is my money. Why should we give it to Asher? That would only make me angrier. The Waverly family has zero shame, scheming against their own niece like this."

Lemira ranted furiously for a good minute before realizing Orion was just staring at her intently.

She touched her face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What did you just say?"

"I said the Waverly family has zero shame, scheming against their own niece."

"The sentence before that."

Meeting his dark, intense gaze, Lemira suddenly realized what had slipped out.

Her exact words had been: *Your money is my money.*

Lemira quickly averted her eyes. "I forgot."

Orion, however, was in an incredibly good mood. "Since it pains you so much to spend *our* money, we'll go with another plan. Ahem, but just for the record, I have plenty of it to spare."

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