When They Beg, I Rise!
Chapter 62

She knew exactly what Evelina was trying to do with those words - tarnish her reputation. But it suited Lemira just fine; she had no interest in getting tangled up with that privileged boy anyway. After finishing her piece, Lemira headed straight for school.

With her backpack on the back and her fair features expressionless, she exuded an aura of untouchable coolness.

The crowd, who were watching them, parted for her as if by magic.

After all, Lemira had made a name for herself with a mind-blowing twelve-hit combo. She was the e-sports community's latest darling, with many teams keeping a watchful eye, hoping to recruit her. But Lemira was a Langston, and out of respect for Alaric, no team dared poach her.

Her academic achievements soared as quickly as her gaming skills, making her the object of admiration for many.

After Lemira left, her classmates buzzed with discussions of her prowess.

Evelina bit her lip, looking at Dorian, her tone utterly soft, "You're Dorian, right? Lemmy can be a bit hard to handle. Don't take it to heart, okay?"

"Does Lemira often stay out late?"

"Not usually. Her family keeps a tight leash. But lately, she's been seen around the school doctor a lot, causing a stir at home. That's why she's been out late."

Evelina seemed a bit regretful after speaking, "Dorian, please don't spread it around. It wouldn't be good for Lemmy's reputation."

Dorian's gaze lingered on Lemira's retreating figure, his expression noticeably altered. Evelina lowered her eyes, hiding a fleeting shadow of malice.

As Lemira reached her classroom, there were multiple boys peeking over. Upon being seated, she found more love letters stuffed into her desk than ever before, all of which she promptly dumped into the trash before taking a quick glance. A collective groan sounded from outside, "Your letter was thrown away. She didn't even look at it."

"It wasn't just mine. Yours got tossed too."

Lemira found the noise bothersome; she wasn't in the mood for such distractions.

When Evelina entered the classroom, her discomfort grew upon seeing the discarded letters. She used to be the most popular girl in the class, and now Lemira had overtaken her. Feeling unwell, Lemira visited the restroom after class, suspecting her period was the cause of her discomfort.

Evelina walked side by side with Lemira as the latter got out, "Lemmy, how do you think of Dorian?"

Lemira's response was icy, "I don't know him well enough to say."

"But I think Mr. Draven isn't bad."

"Can't you stop blabbering? If you like Dorian, go for it yourself. Stop bothering me with it!"

Evelina's eyes reddened instantly, "That's not what I meant."

Wendy chimed in right away, "Lemira, don't think Dorian's really into you, the Draven family isn't for someone like you to play up to."

Lemira scoffed, "Not someone like me, and you think you're a match?"

The others nodded in agreement upon hearing it, "Makes sense. After all, Lemira was a Langston, and Evelina was just an adopted daughter - hardly the same league."

"Stop it, they may hear us."

Ignoring them, Lemira walked away, leaving Evelina fuming and vowing not to give up on her ambitions.

As school was about to end, Lemira approached the school gates, sensing a crowd larger than this morning.

She furrowed her brows, her intuition screaming trouble.

Stepping outside, she saw Dorian leaning against a luxury car, surrounded by a great bunch of roses as well as candles that formed the shape of her name. "Lemira, Lemira, Lemira!"

"Say 'yes', say 'yes', say 'yes'!"

Grabbing a fire extinguisher from the guardhouse with single hand, she marched over and doused the candles without hesitation.