"The doctors recommended going ahead with the surgery as soon as possible. If we keep delaying, there's no telling what complications might arise. So far, they haven't been able to pinpoint the exact cause of her illness, so this is our only option."

After Orion finished, he realized there was something beneath her question. "What are you trying to say?"

"It's nothing much. You just saw Rowan earlier. He's actually quite brilliant in this field. If you let him take a look at Mrs. Amanda, maybe he could figure out what the underlying issue is."

Orion frowned immediately. "That won't be necessary for now. I've already contacted a top-tier medical team."

"Alright then. I hope the treatment goes smoothly."

Since Orion had made his stance clear, there was nothing more she needed to say.

His gaze locked onto hers, his voice tight with suppressed emotion. "Thank you."

He truly hadn't expected that she had pulled him aside to ask about his mother's health.

Lemira avoided his eyes. "You're welcome. You've helped me out a lot, too."

"But you've never liked the Langston family. I don't want you owing them a favor because of me, only for them to force you into something you don't want to do later."

Hearing his words, a wave of emotion hit her, and she fought to keep the tears from welling up.

She turned slightly away. "I know."

Orion just stood there looking at her. He desperately wanted to reach out and hold her hand, but in the end, it remained just a thought. He didn't dare make a move.

It had taken a lot of effort recently just to get her to act cordially around him. He couldn't afford to rush things.

His throat tightened as he spoke softly, "I'll drive you back to campus."

"No need, I'll just grab a cab."

She walked toward the curb, only to freeze when Sebastian's car pulled up. Hadn't he left already?

Sebastian rolled down the window and looked at her. "Get in. I'll drop you off. There are some case details we need to go over on the way."

Lemira nodded and slid into the passenger seat.

Orion stood by the side of the road, helplessly watching another man drive her away.

He tugged at his collar. In all his years, he had never felt so suffocated by frustration.

Well played, Sebastian Bennett. You've definitely made it onto my radar.

Inside the car, Lemira watched Orion's figure fade into the distance through the rearview mirror.

was

Sebastian on the other hand, was in

a remarkably good mood. "So,

your plan for the Jones

family? You're not actually going to ask Orion for help, are you?"

"No. I'll figure something out myself."

"I can go negotiate with them on your behalf."

She looked at him. "You don't need to do that."

"Why not?"

Her gaze was calm. "I'm worried this will end up dragging you down."

He looked at her and chuckled. "I'm your lawyer. This is exactly what I'm supposed to do."

"But..."

"No buts. If I take your money and can't even handle a small issue like this, I might as well quit the profession."

"And how exactly are you going to talk to the Jones family?" she asked.

"I have my ways, of course."

In truth, Sebastian didn't have a concrete plan yet. But something had to be done, and there was no way he was going to let that bastard, Onion beat him to the punch."

He refused to be outdone.

After dropping Lemira off at her

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Sebastian drove away et

where the old man man J

Jones is

spending his evening

As her lawyer, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing.

Once he got the location, Sebastian drove straight there: The Royal Gilded Spa.

The decor here was far more luxurious than the previous bathhouse they had visited.

Sebastian was no stranger to this place. It was Gregory Jones's home turf; the man practically lived here in his spare time.

But the moment he stepped inside, he ran into a familiar face.

Orion was standing by the elevators, flanked by his secretary.

The two men crossed paths in the lobby, and the tension was instantly palpable.