Lemira returned to her dorm room, weighed down by her thoughts. She told Stella everything that Orion had uncovered.

Stella drew in a sharp breath. "I actually suspected it might be business competition too, but I don't have Orion's resources or speed. This really could be it!"

The Sinclair family had already started celebrating their new energy project, which meant they were certain they'd win the bid.

If the car accident had been orchestrated by the Sinclairs, then everything made

sense.

Stella gave Lemira a hug. "Don't be upset. Finding a clue is a good thing. Once we catch Evelina's father, that'll be the proof we need. The Sinclairs must pay for what they've done!"

"That's exactly how I feel. My parents can't have died for nothing!"

Lemira wiped away her tears. "With two wonderful friends like you, and people who really care about me, I already have so much."

She was determined to live a life ten-no, a hundred-times better than her last, and to make those responsible for her parents' deaths pay the price.

That night, Lemira tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her mind kept circling back to the connection between the Sinclair family and the accident all those years ago.

She dreamed about the crash again.

She was sitting by herself in the back seat, happily playing with a toy. Her mother, sitting in the front passenger seat, kept trying to cheer her up, promising to buy her a cake to make up for something.

Lemira wanted so badly to tell her parents to just go home, that she didn't want the cake anymore.

She didn't want them to be harmed.

But the accident still happened. Her head felt like it was splitting open, and her vision blurred into darkness.

Through the chaos, she heard her mother's desperat frantic voice: "Save her! Save the child first!"

Lemira vaguely remembered someone carrying her out of the car, but the hands that lifted her were clearly young-not the hands of a middle-aged man.

She jolted awake and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

If her dream was a memory rather than just a dream, then the person who saved her wasn't the driver-it was someone else.

Could that person have been from the Sinclair family's car?

Maybe it was the driver who caused the accident, or maybe just a passenger in the back.

Either way, that person was a crucial witness to what had happened.

She needed to find them.

That person could be the key.

The next day, when Lemira arrived at the team's training facility, everyone gathered around to talk about what had happened at the lecture the day before.

Some people had even recognized Lemira's boyfriend and realized he was a talented young CEO-the same man who had driven her home that night. The rumors about her. being a rich old man's kept woman were proven false.

After chatting with her teammates for a bit, Lemira returned to her office to take care of some work.

The vice-captain, Timothy, knocked on the door and came in, his expression complicated.

He had just learned yesterday that Lemira was now a shareholder in a company, and once it went public, she'd be financially independent for life.

That made him realize they might not belong in the same world after all, and the thought left him uneasy.

Especially after seeing that photo of Lemira standing next to that man—he hadn't been able to sleep all night.

Lemira looked up at him. “You're just in time. You led the team to victory in the university tournament. I bet professional teams will be recruiting you soon."

"My goal is the national team," Timothy replied.

Lemira thought of her own

ambitions. She had been so busy

investigating the truth about her

parents' accident that she haunt

been to the training center in quite a while.

She looked at Timothy and said, "Once I get through this, I'll make sure to spend more time training here."

Timothy hesitated, then said, "Are you free tonight? There are some tactics I'd like to go over with you."

He hadn't had a chance to see Lemira lately let alone ask her out. But watching her become more and more outstanding he felt compelled to act otherwise how could be ever hope to win the heart of the girl he liked?

Just as Lemira was about to agree, her phone buzzed with a notification from the

Langston family group chat.

It was a wedding invitation-for Evelina and Evander.

That was fast.

She'd heard that Asher had already sent the first payment, but there hadn't been

any news from Evelina's side until now.