Chapter 780

Here is the revised translation, carefully edited for naturalness, faithfulness to the original, and appropriateness for American readers:

“Don’t you think I know what that feels like?” Lemira said, her voice icy, eyes cold and unmoved by their pleas. “This is just your own karma.”

Lucian’s expression soured. He pressed on, “I just want to know, what did you get from Evelina’s father? If you really have solid evidence, we can take the Sinclair family to court and make them pay for what they did.”

Since they’d already uncovered a connection to the Sinclairs, it was obvious that the person Evelina’s father had named as the mastermind was someone from the

Sinclair family.

Evander looked surprised. “Have the Sinclair family and our family ever had issues before?”

Asher shook his head. “I checked. There’s nothing like that.”

Lemira thought for a moment. “Do you remember that new energy project Dad and Mom were bidding on?”

Asher looked up. “I remember. The project was abandoned after they died.”

Lemira continued, “The contract eventually went to the Sinclair family. Back then, Mom and Dad had a really good shot at winning it. But the Sinclairs wanted it so badly, they orchestrated the accident and bribed Evelina’s father.”

“So that’s what really happened,” Asher muttered, collapsing onto the sofa, completely defeated.

Lucian, after hearing the truth about the accident, fell silent. It took a while for him to speak again, and when he did, his voice shook. “So the crash wasn’t just an accident. It was all planned.”

“That’s right,” Lemira said. “Even if I hadn’t begged for cake that night, the crash would still have happened the next morning, on their way out to the bidding. The only thing my tantrum changed was the timing.”

Lucian’s guilt was overwhelming. “Lemmy, I’m sorry. All these years, we shouldn’t have blamed you and said that you killed Mom and Dad. We’ve made you spend all this time living with guilt and fear.”

Asher just hung his head, not daring to say a word. He’d believed it too, never realizing it was a misunderstanding all along. Lemira had taken the brunt of their anger.

He couldn’t even look her in the eye.

Evander, still bitter, muttered, “But if they’d left the next day, during the day, maybe someone could’ve caught the killer in the act.”

Lucian immediately smacked him. “How can you say something like that? You should apologize to Lemmy too.”

“Why should I apologize to her?

Anyway, you two were always the ones saying that stuff 4 was hardly ever at home,” Evander snapped, doing his best to avoid

responsibility.

Then he scowled. “With Evelina’s father as a witness, we can finally make the Sinclairs pay for what they’ve done.”

If the Sinclairs hadn’t plotted against his parents, the Langston family would be just

as powerful as the Sinclairs now. And he wouldn’t be in this condition, either.

Evander wanted revenge too.

Asher gave a strained smile. “It’s not

that simple. Given the Sinclair

family’s position, it’s not easy to

bring them down. Mrs Amelia’s best friend is Mrs. Amanda. Witer

families like that band together, the

Langstons can’t possibly stand

against them alone.”

This wasn’t something they could resolve quickly—it would require a long-term plan.

Evander sneered, “But isn’t Lemira

close with the Everhart heir? She should work a little harder and get him on our side. If we have the Everhart family backing us dealmg with the Sinclairs would be much easier, wouldn’t it?”

Asher’s eyes lit up with hope as he glanced at Lemira. If that were possible, this whole thing would be much simpler.

Lemira’s face twisted into a mocking smile. These brothers really had no shame.

Just then, Evelina suddenly rushed in from the side. “Lemira, what did you do to my father?”