Lemira instinctively swatted his hand away, taking a step back. "Keep your hands to yourself. That's harassment."

Reluctantly, Orion pulled his hand back. "Let's go."

He slowly curled his fingers, the lingering warmth of her skin still tingling on his fingertips.

Around midnight, Lemira and Orion arrived at the hotel.

Sebastian had already extracted the information they needed. More accurately, he

had extracted it with the enthusiastic help of Jasper Jones.

Right now, the one person Sophia feared most was Gregory's vindictive son.

As Lemira and Orion walked into the suite, they spotted Jasper standing there. Like father, like son—he clearly wasn't a good person either.

Thaddeus looked at Orion. "We got the location out of her. I've already sent people to retrieve it."

Orion nodded.

Lemira let out a sigh of relief. She watched as Jasper sauntered over to Orion, wearing a sycophantic grin. "Mr. Everhart, I trust I was of some assistance tonight?" Orion nodded. "I'll remember this. I look forward to future collaborations with you, Jasper."

He specifically addressed him by his first name, effectively ignoring Gregory's existence and validating Jasper's authority.

Jasper beamed, entirely satisfied with the response. "With your word on it, Mr. Everhart, my mind is at ease. I'll take my leave now."

He had done his part. If Orion successfully recovered the organ donor match, the Everhart Group would owe him a massive favor.

Jasper walked away with a wide smirk, silently thanking that idiotic Sophia for handing him such a golden opportunity.

The suite door clicked shut.

"Where's Sophia?" Lemira asked.

"Still in the bedroom, tied up. She's terrified of the Jones family. It barely took any effort to make her talk," Thaddeus explained, his tone laced with a strange reluctance.

"Did something else happen?" Lemira pressed.

Sebastian answered with a slow, mocking drawl. "The woman actually tried to seduce Jasper to get herself out of this. If we hadn't been standing right there, might have worked. Jasper is quite the creep himself."

Lemira fell silent for a moment.

She walked into the adjoining bedroom and saw Sophia tied to the massive bed.

Her dark hair cascaded over the white sheets, and a scandalous, form-fitting dress clung to her stunning curves.

There was no denying Sophia was beautiful, which explained her endless trail of desperate suitors.

Hearing footsteps, Sophia immediately spoke up. "Jasper, I've told you everything I know... What are you doing here?!"

The moment she saw Lemira, the color drained from Sophia's face.

Lemira stood at the edge of the bed. "Seeing me here, you should know exactly what's going on."

Realization crashed into Sophia, followed by a surge of pure malice. "You all set me up? Where is Orion?! Where is he?! I want to see him!"

"He's right outside, but he's not coming in to see you."

"Lemira, you absolute homewrecker! What lies did you feed him? Why are you always haunting me?!"

Trapped and helpless, Sophia looked like she wanted to tear Lemira apart with her bare hands.

But a second later, a twisted,

triumphant smirk spread across her

face. Lemira he still cares about

me Otherwise, why would he agree to meet me at a hotel?"

Lemira's gaze remained utterly calm. "When you called him, he had it on speaker. Everyone heard exactly what you said."

The triumphant smirk froze on Sophia's face, quickly morphing into something distorted and ugly. "He actually let you listen?!"

Lemira replied, "Not just me. There were several people in the room."

Sophia thrashed against her restraints, desperately trying to sit up.

"Lemira, you think you're so clever, don't you? Fine, I lost!"

"I'm not gloating. I just pity your pathetic downward spiral. Besides, there was never a competition between us to begin with. He never liked you."