Chapter 472

Orion extended his hand towards her, his gaze deep and intense. Lemira bit her lip, feeling a flutter of excitement, and placed her hand in his. She looked up, “Orion, thank you for being there for me when I needed it most.”

Perfect timing.

After she spoke, Lemira sneezed, “Seems a bit chilly in the hills.”

“I better get you home; it’s getting late.”

Holding hands, they walked outside together, Lemira glancing at their intertwined fingers, her mood lifting. After leaving the Langston estate, she was no longer alone. She had friends, and now, a boyfriend.

But the journey took longer than expected, and Lemira had to run to her dorm, fearing she’d be late. Out of breath, she made it back, receiving a message from Orion: “If you didn’t make it, I’m waiting outside.”

“Made it last minute, exhausted.”

Lemira, panting, sat down as her roommate, Janice, poured her a cup of hot chocolate: “How was your date?”

“It was good; we made it official today.”

After a sip, Lemira felt better.

“He’s the one who gave you the pain relief cream, right? I knew he liked you, even when you denied it.”

Lemira smiled, “Tomorrow, I’ll buy the team some milkshakes.”

After getting ready for bed, she texted Orion: [What are you doing?]

[Just got home, get some rest.]

Orion parked at Ms. Ashworth’s old house. After sending the message, he went inside. Mrs. Eileen sat on the couch, waiting: “You’re home? Insisting your brother clarify things with the Sinclair family, you’re serious about this girl?”

“Yes.”

“Any other girl would do, but not her. Unless you tell her everything, and she still accepts you, I won’t oppose.”

Orion remained silent, “I need time.”

“I’ll give you a month. If it’s not settled by then, I’ll step in.”

Mrs. Eileen’s stern look carried the weight of her authority; she didn’t want to see either of them hurt. Orion, worried for her health, agreed, “I’ll handle it.”

Mrs. Eileen sighed deeply; why did it have to be that girl, a twisted fate indeed.

The next morning, Lemira headed to class in high spirits. The sky was clear; she even sent Orion a picture of it. After sending it, she saw Evelina, dressed in designer from head to toe, strutting her way. Evelina’s outfit must’ve cost a fortune.

Stopping near Lemira, Evelina bragged, “Thanks to you letting Caspian mess with me, Asher has put me in charge of the Aurora Trust.”

Aurora Trust? Lemira’s face fell, “Why would Asher do that?”

That trust was her parents’ legacy. It was meant for her, not Evelina! Evelina flaunted her designer bag, “This is Asher’s way of making it up to me for being wronged. If you have a problem, take it up with Asher.”

After enduring so much, why not accept some compensation? The Langstons owed her that much!

With that, Evelina walked away in her heels.

Frustrated, Lemira called Asher, “You gave the Angel Fund to Evelina?”

“Yes, it was meant for you, but you’ve been disobedient, causing chaos in the Langston family. Consider this a lesson.”