Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 272

“And here I was thinking he was an ungrateful traitor. I guess I spoke too soon.”

Haskell’s expression was unreadable. “Is that so?”

“Yes,” Draven said solemnly. “I have evidence. You’ll believe me once you see it.”

He produced the file Finley had given him and handed it to Haskell.

Haskell glanced at it before passing it to Crispin, who then delivered it to Zoltan.

Zoltan took the file, flipped through it, and then looked at Larissa, his tone neutral. “Larissa, how do you explain this?”

Larissa was perfectly composed. “Grandpa Zoltan, it’s true that I can communicate with and control these creatures. But even if I were a psychopath, why would I do it so openly? What would be the purpose of creating such a public spectacle? To make enemies of all of you? To bring this trouble upon myself?”

She rolled her eyes. “Do I look like I have nothing better to do? Everyone here is a prominent figure in Regal City, if not the entire country. Are you all really going to let Draven lead you by the nose with just a few words?”

Some of the guests who had been questioning her now looked chagrined.

“You did it so brazenly because you thought no one knew about your sinister past!” Draven shot back. “You thought you wouldn’t be suspected!”

“And let’s be honest, Ms. Judson,” he continued, “since returning to the Judson family, haven’t all your actions been reckless and extreme? Perhaps you just enjoy the chaos!”

Seeing her chance to kick Larissa while she was down, Vivica, her voice choked with manufactured tears, added, “He’s right! Her methods have always been extreme and insane! As her biological mother, I can attest to that!”

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