Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 322

Seeing Finley ignore him, Garrick bellowed a final warning, “Fine, Finley! Just you wait! I’ll make you regret this!”

Finley paid no attention to the threats echoing behind him. Limping, he quickly guided the woman into an elevator. He only let out a breath of relief once the doors slid shut.

He had just made a powerful enemy.

The woman, Leila, looked at him with gratitude. “Sir, thank you… Why would you risk angering Garrick to save me?”

Finley turned to her. “It wasn’t me… It was…” He hesitated for a moment. “My sister wanted me to save you.”

The words “my sister” felt foreign on his tongue, the first time he had used them to refer to Larissa. It sounded awkward.

“Your sister?” Leila’s eyes widened in recognition. “You mean the young lady who openly defied Garrick at the auction?”

Finley nodded. “Yes, that’s her.”

A grateful smile touched Leila’s lips. “I see. I didn’t think she would actually come for me… I mean, I know she probably did it just to annoy Garrick…”

“You’re wrong,” Finley said. “She genuinely wanted to save you.”

Leila stared, her pupils dilating in surprise.

Seeing her disbelief, Finley added, “She said you were beautiful and wanted to sign you as an artist for our entertainment company.”

“Oh, I see,” Leila said, her voice sincere. “Please, sir, thank your sister for me. Without her, Garrick would have ruined my life.”

Finley was silent for a moment. “You should tell her that yourself. I’m not really in a position to. She might not appreciate it coming from me.”

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