When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira watched in awe as Orion's movements unfolded with professional grace.

The young man was sent sprawling to the ground, too pained to utter a single word.

Seeing one of his well-paying clients getting thrashed, a male trainer grabbed a metal filing cabinet nearby and hurled it towards Orion. Orion reached out to block it, and the trainer lunged at him.

Suddenly, the scene erupted into chaos as the trainer's buddies joined the fray.

Lemira, seeing Orion outnumbered, dashed over to help.

But as a girl, even one who had trained in boxing, she found herself at a disadvantage against the natural strength of men.

"Stop it, what are you doing?"

Just then, the gym's owner rushed over.

The boxing coach, seeing Orion in the mix, panicked and swiftly subdued the group.

The drama concluded.

The young man, hiding in the back, stood up cursing, "You're the boss, right? These two attacked me. How are you going to settle this?"

The trainer and his friends bore visible injuries.

Standing by Orion, Lemira suddenly noticed blood seeping from his arm, her concern evident, "You're bleeding."

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

Orion's first reaction was to check Lemira for injuries, and only after seeing her unharmed did he relax.

The gym owner faced the young man, "We've had several complaints about you harassing the ladies here. Did you think your actions went unnoticed?" The young man felt cornered, "But it was mutual. You can't interfere."

"We have surveillance footage of your harassment," the owner countered.

"Hmph, don't try to scare me. I'm definitely calling the police. I lost a tooth!"

The young man's speech was slurred, his mouth bloody.

"Call the police then. Who's afraid?"

Lemira, after speaking up, took Orion's hand, "Do you have a first aid kit? His wound needs attention."

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Orion responded calmly, "It's nothing."

"Bleeding and it's nothing?"

Lemira led him to a quieter area of the boxing ring.

Soon, the boxing coach arrived with

a first aid kit, looking nervously

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Who would have guessed the Everhart heir would end up in a brawl here and get injured at that.

Lemira took the first aid kit, "It's not your fault. Things escalated quickly."

She sat beside Orion, inspecting the cut likely caused by the filing cabinet, just a scratch.

Orion glanced at the coach, his gaze icy, "Handle it outside."

"Yes, sir."

The coach hurried out.

Lemira reached for the antiseptic, "This might sting a bit."

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deep, "On purpose?"

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"Of course not. Cleaning wounds always hurts."

Lemira glanced at him, then gently blew on the wound.

Orion tensed up, turning his head away, his expression slightly awkward.

The gym was quiet, just the two of them.

He turned to see her diligently tending to his injury, her focus unwavering.

After she finished, Lemira looked up at him, "I didn't expect someone as composed as you to throw a punch!"

That was unexpected.

Orion, withdrawing his gaze, replied calmly, "I just couldn't stand his nonsense."

Usually, he didn't need to resort to violence.

But he admitted to losing his

temper, especially hearing that man spread rumors about her, he

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back.

He glanced at Lemira, "You threw punches too, and even knew to lure him where there's no surveillance."