If Sebastian's theory held any weight, Lemira realized there had to be a larger, unseen player orchestrating things from the shadows.

Sebastian casually shifted the conversation. "Of course, this is purely hypothetical. Maybe Evelina's father genuinely saw the walls closing in. After racking up massive debts, perhaps his only remaining instinct was to secure a safety net for his only daughter. I hear she's currently pregnant with a Langston child?"

Lemira's mouth twitched in annoyance. "That's the official story, yes. But I have strong suspicions the baby isn't even a Langston. I haven't pressed the issue because I don't want to create unnecessary complications, and frankly, I don't care." "Understood. That's a highly strategic move. Maintaining the status quo is the smart play."

Her mood, however, had rapidly soured. If there truly was a mastermind pulling the strings, who the hell was it?

Were there other accomplices involved in the accident?

Sebastian poured her a glass of water. "Don't spiral into paranoia just yet. These are just educated guesses. The priority is securing that evidence-once we have it, everything else will fall into place."

Lemira gave a firm, determined nod. "It's time I pay the old man a visit and collect on our deal."

Right now, Hale was firmly sticking to his story that Mrs. Amelia had paid for the hit, but without concrete proof, it was nothing but hearsay.

Sebastian checked his watch. "Alright, let's wrap this up. When you go to interrogate them, make sure I'm there. I am your legal counsel, after all."

"Fine."

Lemira was far too distracted by the swirling conspiracy to register the slight possessiveness in his tone.

They walked out of the restaurant together. "I'll drive you back," Sebastian offered. "No need. I drove myself."

She clicked her key fob, and the headlights of her rugged SUV flashed to life.

"It's rare to see a woman driving something so aggressively masculine," Sebastian noted with a hint of surprise. His own sleek sports car was parked directly next to it.

Lemira glanced at his flashy ride and nodded approvingly. "That car definitely suits Attorney Bennett."

Flashy, arrogant, and screaming for attention.

Although Sebastian and Orion shared the same formidable aura, one preferred to stay in the shadows while the other reveled in the spotlight.

As she pulled her SUV onto the street, Sebastian stared at his beloved sports car, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. *Was she mocking me? I thought it looked great.*

Watching his confused expression in her rearview mirror, Lemira let out a quiet laugh. Strip away his massive ego, and the guy wasn't actually that bad.

He definitely had the skills to back up his arrogance.

Sebastian's warning had set off alarm bells in her head.

What was her next move?

Taking a sharp U-turn, she headed

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straight for the Langston Estate. She wouldn't be able to sleep anyway, she might as well start applying pressure immediately.

Evelina couldn't just sit around reaping the benefits of the Langston wealth for free.

Lemira had only tolerated her presence this long because the girl was a useful pawn.

The massive, imposing SUV drew

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immediate stares as she pulled through the gates of the estate. By the time she stepped out, her brothers were gathered near the entrance, staring at her like she was an alien.

Won

Lucian was the first to speak. "What are you doing here? Do you want me to have

the kitchen whip something up?"

Ignoring him, Lemira marched straight into the foyer. "Where is Evelina?"

"She's in the dining room. Why?"

"Business."

She shot a sharp look at Lucian. "You know what terms Hale demanded, yet he still hasn't handed over the evidence. It's time for Evelina to earn her keep."

With that, she strode into the dining room where Evelina was seated.

Evelina instantly tensed, looking like a cornered animal. "I... I'll try my best. But if

he's playing us, there's nothing I can do."

A dark smirk curled Lemira's lips.

on empty promises t

She stepped forward, harshly gripping Evelina's chin. "Did you really think you could just coast by You only get live a life of luxury in this house if you deliver that evidence. If you fail..."

"What happens if I fail? I'm carrying a Langston heir!"