Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 239

Draven was already seething from his encounter with Haskell. Now, being so coldly dismissed by Larissa, his anger had nowhere to go but inward, churning like a storm.

“Say that again,” he hissed, his voice barely a whisper.

Larissa didn’t back down. Instead, her smile widened. “I didn’t realize some people enjoyed being called a nobody twice.” She looked him straight in the eye and enunciated each word clearly. “Alright, I’ll say it again. You, Draven, are a complete and utter nobody. That’s why I’m not afraid of offending you.”

Haskell was her fiancé, her man. She had no patience for traitors like Draven.

Draven’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the lunch box. As a young master of the Palmer family, how could he tolerate such an insult from a girl who had just been plucked from a village? And to make matters worse, she was engaged to the man he wanted to destroy.

He took a step forward, stopping just inches from her, and leaned in.

“Larissa, I’ll remember what you said. I won’t touch you here, in a hospital, with so many witnesses. But you’d better watch your back at the engagement party tomorrow. Don’t give the ‘nobody’ a chance to destroy you. You’ll end up a hundred times worse than Haskell. It won’t just be your legs.”

Larissa blinked. “I’m recording this, you know.”

Draven’s face went pale.

Then, Larissa laughed. “Just kidding.”

Realizing he’d been played, Draven’s eyes filled with rage.

Larissa straightened up, her expression one of pure contempt. “With someone like you, it doesn’t matter if I record it or not. Haskell will never trust you again anyway.

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