Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 295

Vivica knew immediately what this was about. Kiernan was here to make Josette honor her bet with Larissa.

“He really has lost his mind!” she thought. “Does he actually intend to make his own daughter kneel before his granddaughter?”

This only solidified her theory from the previous night. Kiernan had to be under Larissa’s control.

Vivica sat down on the sofa opposite him. “Josette and Jagger went back to the Lincoln estate after the party last night.”

Kiernan snorted. “Back to the Lincoln estate? Did she forget her bet with Larissa? She was the one who was so sure she could get Zendar to meet with her.”

He shook his head. If it weren’t for Larissa, the Judson family would be in a steady decline thanks to the likes of Josette and Paxton.

“Dad, Josette is your daughter,” Vivica said in disbelief. “She’s Larissa’s aunt. The bet was just a silly competition. You can’t seriously expect her to kneel and apologize to a junior.”

“If you can’t afford to lose, don’t make the bet,” Kiernan retorted sternly. “If we conduct business with the same lack of integrity, who will ever trust the Judson family again?”

Vivica was speechless. After a moment, she smoothed her hair. “If you insist, you can call her yourself and ask her to come apologize to your precious granddaughter. It’s out of my hands.”

“Grandpa, let me call her,” Larissa offered. “I wouldn’t want to put you in a difficult position.”

She took out her phone, got Josette’s number from Sapphira, and dialed.

A moment later, a groggy female voice answered. “Who is this?”

“Aunt Josette, it’s me, your niece, Larissa,” she said cheerfully.

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