When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira paused, her voice polite yet distant, "Lucian, Caspian, Alaric."

If she didn't call out to them, they'd probably accuse her of sulking and being rude again. She didn't have the energy to argue over such trivialities and waste time.

Alaric raised an eyebrow, "How did today's test go? You claim to be focusing on your studies instead of joining the team. I'm curious to see just how well you can do!"

Lemira didn't take Alaric's jibe to heart. Whatever she did, her brothers never seemed impressed.

She pursed her lips, "I'll do my best."

Her best to improve her grades, her best to get into Orvin University and get away from them.

Caspian scoffed, "Lemira was never cut out for academics. She didn't do too well in her freshman and sophomore years in senior high school either. Crashing at the last minute just looks like she's making efforts. She's still going to rank behind Eve in the end anyway!" Evelina chimed in with a smile, "Caspian, don't be so harsh. Lemmy has been working hard lately, even the teachers have praised her."

Lemira clenched her backpack, anger sweeping through her chest.

In her past life, there was a reason for her poor grades. It was because every time she did better than Evelina, Evelina would cause trouble for her, leading to her brothers disliking her.

To avoid their disdain, Lemira would deliberately underperform in her exams. So, her grades being worse than Evelina's was just to avoid stirring the pot. That didn't mean she wasn't capable! In her past life, she wanted to outperform Evelina to prove she was better.

But what happened in the end? Asher forced her to apply to the same mediocre college as Evelina, despite her being eligible for better schools!

Thinking of this, Lemira struggled to control her emotions, "I'm going to my room."

Her gaze was icy, but this time she wouldn't make the same mistakes.

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The next day was a Saturday, and Lemira slept in.

When she went downstairs for breakfast, the hall was empty. They were probably at the training camp.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Lemira didn't mind; she went back to her room after eating.

She checked her phone for updates on the gaming competition. As expected, the announcement for the playoff was posted, just like in her past life.

Back then, Alaric was like a man possessed during the revival matches, determined to win. Only by advancing could they seek revenge against young Everhart in the finals!

But in her past life, SkyBlaze winning the championship was more luck than skill. Young Everhart's last-minute withdrawal from the competition gave them a chance to win.

Why he withdrew, Lemira never found out, even until her death.

Some said it was a sudden illness, others said he was pulled back to take over the family business, but the man himself never clarified.

Looking at the game details, Lemira felt tempted to play. But then she remembered Orion's voice in her head.

She had a deal with him: her decision to play would depend on her monthly exam results. Alright, she'd wait a bit longer, at least until the exam results were out.

She took out her phone, hesitated, and then texted Orion: [Orion, I didn't go to the infirmary after school last week because Lucian found out I wasn't home on time. I was worried he'd discover my secret hideout, so I didn't come.] After sending the message, Lemira stared at the chat for a while but got no reply. She couldn't resist checking Orion's Facebook, only to find nothing new.

"Doesn't he ever post on Facebook? Weird!" She thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Orion glanced at the message he received, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Orion, who's messaging you?"