Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 332

After resting for a moment, Honora took out a small syringe she had hidden inside a lipstick tube from the new designer bag Finley had given her.

Leopold’s excitement vanished, replaced by a surge of disgust as he felt the familiar prick of a needle in his elbow. The moment he woke up, the very first thing he would do was expose this venomous woman for who she truly was.

Just then, he heard a phone ring. After a moment, the ringing stopped, and he heard Honora’s voice.

“Is the person you found this time reliable? Not like that last useless idiot who’s still missing!”

“There can’t be any mistakes this time! If we fail, you and I could both be finished!”

“Money is no object! Just make sure that bitch Larissa is dead!”

“And remember, no one can trace this back to me!”

Worry seized Leopold. It was happening again. That evil woman was plotting something, and this time, it was even worse. She wanted to kill his sister.

He had to warn her. He had to tell Larissa. But no matter how hard he struggled against the darkness, he couldn't wake up.

“Once Larissa cures me, I’ll make sure she disappears from this world for good. For now, let her enjoy her little victory.”

Leopold’s mind screamed in panic, “What can I do? How can I warn my sister?”

He hated his own powerlessness. He had treated his own sister so horribly, and now, knowing she was in danger, he could do nothing to help. He truly was useless.

In the end, all he could do was pray that his brilliant, capable sister would be able to get herself out of this.

“She’ll be okay,” he told himself desperately. “My sister is too smart and strong. She’ll be okay.”

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