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Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 167

“What are you waiting for? Let’s go,” Leopold’s arrogant voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

“Solon, Finley’s here too,” Honora said with a gentle smile. “Could you please drive ahead and lead the way?”

A Porsche pulled up beside the Ferrari.

Solon suppressed his irritation, glanced at Leopold, and decided he wasn’t going to play along. “Ms. Judson, you know the address,” he said coolly. “It’s Paddy’s Home. Surely a luxury car like yours has a navigation system?”

Honora froze. Leopold was speechless.

“If you can’t figure out how to get to Paddy’s Home, maybe we should just cancel the meeting,” Solon continued, his voice sharp. “It’s not like I’m the one begging for this.”

He rolled up his window and drove off without a backward glance.

“What the hell was that?” Leopold sputtered, finally finding his voice.

A sense of unease settled over Honora. She hadn’t expected a lapdog like Solon to actually get angry with her.

The back window of the Porsche rolled down. “Honora, your friend just left. Aren’t you coming?” Finley asked.

“You go on ahead, Finley,” Honora said quickly.

Eager to meet Field of Lari, Finley nodded and told his driver to follow Solon’s car.

“He’s just jealous of my Ferrari,” Leopold grumbled. “Poor people are so sensitive. Are we sure this guy even knows Field of Lari?”

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