"I've recorded your entire act of sexual harassment on my phone. So, what do you think I'm doing? How about I send you to jail, huh?"

Lemira pulled Oanice to her feet. "Since we can't share a meal with you people, we'll just get another room."

"Lemira, where do you think you are? Do you think you can just book a private room here whenever you want?"

Just then, Sophia and Susanna walked in.

With their arrival, the middle-aged men in the room became much more restrained.

Sophia picked up a wine glass. "Ms. Langston, why so angry? A little drinking is expected when you're networking."

Lemira immediately filled Sophia's glass to the brim. "In that case, Ms. Sinclair, why don't you finish this before you speak?"

Susanna retorted angrily, "Lemira, who do you think you are to tell my sister to drink? If it weren't for her generosity, none of you would even be allowed to dine at Bistrova."

Lemira ignored Susanna and looked straight at Sophia. "Those men are employees of your Sinclair Group, aren't they? One of them sexually harassed my classmate. If this gets out, the Sinclair family's reputation will take another nosedive."

At her words, the middle-aged man who had been harassing Oanice became flustered. "Don't you dare make false accusations! I didn't lay a hand on her."

"But I have proof on video."

Lemira waved her phone and looked at Sophia. "Do you like my gift?"

Sophia's smile was strained. She turned to the man and slapped him across the face. "Apologize."

Susanna was confused. "Sis, why should he apologize? These people are broke. They were probably looking for a rich man and throwing themselves at him."

"Shut up!"

Sophia stopped Susanna from saying more. She watched Lemira warily. If it had been anyone else, she might have dismissed the threat. But Lemira had dared to blackmail Susanna with those videos before. Now that she knew Orion's identity, she would only be more brazen.

Lemira smiled. "Ms. Sinclair is a smart woman. As long as he apologizes sincerely, we can let this matter go."

The man had no choice but to apologize to Oanice.

With that, the atmosphere in the room became incredibly tense.

Sophia's tone was laced with sarcasm. "Now that you've caused such a scene, I suppose today's victory party is ruined."

"The party hasn't even started. I'll just book another room next door."

Lemira called over a waiter as she spoke.

Susanna scoffed. "This is Bistrova, not some place where any Tom, Dick, or Harry can just walk in and eat. If it weren't for my sister, you wouldn't have even made it through the door

Sophia's eyes held a hint of mockery as she said to the waiter, "Why be so

stubborn? Just sit down and have dinner with us."

Lemira took out the membership card Stella had given her. She hadn't expected to use it so soon.

Susanna's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of it. "Lemira, how could someone of your status possibly have a Bistrova membership card? Did you steal it or do you buy it. from some secondhand website?"

When Sophia saw the card, her composure finally cracked. Could it be Orion's?

The waiter looked at Lemira hesitantly. "Is this card yours?"

"No."

"If it's not your card, we need to verify the identity of the owner."

Lemira took out her phone to call Stella, but there was no answer.

Susanna said triumphantly, "See? I told you so. That card must have been obtained illegally. It's stolen."

Just then, the restaurant manager hurried over.

Susanna pointed at Lemira and said loudly, "Manager, you're just in time! She's

trying to use a stolen membership card. Throw her out!"

But the manager approached Lemira with the utmost respect. "My apologies, Ms. Langston. The waiter is new and doesn't know the rules. A oom was already reserved for you the exclusive VIP suite upstairs."

Sophia was completely floored. How was that possible?