Chapter 477

Lemira eyed Evelina’s tearful performance with a mix of skepticism and alarm. When something seems too good to be true, it often is. What new scheme was Evelina cooking up this time? The crowd of students around them had grown, some even pulling out their phones to capture the moment.

Evelina, with eyes red from crying, pleaded, “Lemmy, if you just agree to visit Lucian in the hospital one last time, I’ll be forever grateful.”

Lemira’s lips curved in a slight smirk as she stepped forward, taking Evelina’s hand. “Why are you making such a scene? You’re just wasting precious time. Let’s head to the hospital now.”

Evelina was stunned. Had she heard right? Lemira, agreeing to visit Lucian at the hospital? Given Lemira’s well-known disdain for such dramatic gestures, this was unexpected. Evelina had banked on Lemira’s refusal, setting the stage for this very drama. But Lemira didn’t take the bait!

Gathering her things, Lemira tugged at Evelina, “Come on, let’s not waste any more time.” Reluctantly, Evelina followed Lemira out of the classroom.

Striding across the schoolyard, Lemira could hear Evelina’s voice trailing behind her, “Lemira, since when do you care about the Langstons? Why the sudden concern for Lucian?”

Lemira glanced back, her gaze piercing. “Did you really think I wouldn’t see right through your little act? You’re too transparent.”

“What are you talking about? I’m just the messenger here. You’re reading too much into it.”

Fuming, Evelina clenched her teeth. Her plan had been exposed by Lemira. Darn it, she had even arranged for someone to record the event.

With a scoff, Lemira said, “Then let’s get going. You call the cab.”

Evelina begrudgingly hailed a cab. She wouldn’t have bothered with Lemira if not for her father’s insistence on maintaining appearances to continue reaping benefits from the foundation.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Lemira headed straight for Lucian’s room. Hogan, surprised to see her, greeted, “Ms. Lemira, what brings you here?”

“Evelina made quite the scene at school, down on her knees, claiming Lucian was on his deathbed and wanted to see me. How could I not come?”

As Lemira finished her explanation, Evelina rushed in, trying to justify herself, “Lucian, I didn’t mean any harm. I thought seeing Lemira might lift your spirits before your surgery.”

Lucian frowned. “Evelina, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t make such decisions on my behalf in the future.”

“Evelina, I’ve had enough of your so-called ‘comfort food.’ I want you out, and don’t bother bringing me food again.”

Startled, Evelina protested, “Lucian, what did I do wrong?”

“Just leave, don’t make me repeat myself.”

Lucian was visibly upset.

Resentfully, Evelina left the room, shooting Lemira a smug look. Lemira glanced at the broken bowl on the floor, her tone mocking, “Evelina made it sound like you were knocking on death’s door. You seem fine to me.”

Lucian, slightly embarrassed, admitted, “Honestly, Evelina’s cooking isn’t my cup of tea. You can ask Hogan if you don’t believe me.”

“Yeah, Evelina’s always pushing her dishes on us, but the boss hardly touches them.”

Lemira eyed the remnants on the floor. “Seems like ‘hardly’ is an understatement.” She openly called out Lucian’s lie. Lemira had never cared about their blatant favoritism toward Evelina, but their futile attempts to appear impartial were both amusing and pitiful.