When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 964

"She truly didn't know," Orion rasped, his voice straining.

"Does her ignorance wipe the slate clean? Is her not knowing going to magically bring my parents back from the dead?"

Consumed by a suffocating wave of rage, she fired the cruelest words she could find.

The moment they left her mouth, a flicker of regret hit her.

But she kept her gaze hard. "Do you honestly think I'm going to blindly believe a word you say anymore? If you want to play the hero and protect Amanda, go right ahead. But leave me out of it."

She would never agree to a settlement.

In her past life, these monsters had gotten away with it. Her parents' true cause of death had been buried forever, and she had died miserably.

Meanwhile, the real killers had lived in absolute luxury.

It was sick. It was unfair.

Lemira glanced at the front seat. "Pull over."

The driver remained perfectly rigid, too terrified of his boss to obey.

She turned a scorching glare onto Orion. "Let me out of this car."

"No. I'm not letting you go."

It was an immediate, guttural response. He physically couldn't let her walk away.

He had forced himself to stay away these past few days, praying that once the trial was over, the agonizing distance between them would close.

But seeing her out with another man tonight had shattered every ounce of logic he possessed. He didn't care about the consequences anymore.

Lemira gritted her teeth. "What exactly is your endgame here?"

"We are not breaking up."

A cynical laugh tore from her throat. "Are you even listening to yourself?"

Orion's eyes were dark and utterly resolute. "I know exactly what I'm saying."

Clenching her jaw, Lemira threw a vicious punch right at his face.

She put her entire body weight into it, her knuckles colliding brutally with his nose.

Fueled by sheer adrenaline and fury, she didn't hold back. A sickening crack echoed in the confined space of the car.

The luxury car instantly swerved and slammed on the brakes.

Seizing the opportunity, Lemira threw the door open, the driver's panicked shout ringing in the air. "Boss! Are you alright? You're bleeding!"

She didn't look back once. She hailed a passing cab and disappeared into the night.

Sinking into the back of the taxi, she rubbed her throbbing knuckles. They ached terribly.

But the physical sting was nothing compared to the suffocating agony tearing apart her chest.

He deserved it.

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