Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 337

“Dad, Larissa said she can wake Leopold up,” Finley argued, trying to reason with him. “If we move against Sapphira now and anger her, Leopold might never wake up.”

Paxton sneered. “She can wake him up? Even better. Once we have Sapphira, do you think Larissa will dare to disobey us? We can make her do whatever we want. Your poison, Leopold’s coma—everything will be solved.”

Finley knew his father’s stubborn nature. He couldn’t be stopped.

Defeated, Finley fell silent.

Paxton looked at the son he had placed all his hopes in with disappointment. “The prosthetic specialist I found for you has arrived. You’re handing over Starlight Media to Larissa next month anyway, so take the next few days off and stay home to get fitted for the new prosthesis.”

Finley hesitated. “Dad, my leg is lame, but I can still walk. Getting a prosthesis means amputation…”

“I will not have my son, the future heir of the Judson family, be a cripple!” Paxton interrupted again. “You’ve endured Larissa’s poison for this long. So you can endure the pain of this procedure.”

Finley said nothing more.

“Use the next few days to reflect on how you let a little girl get the best of you,” Paxton said dismissively. He walked toward his study, pulling out his phone and dialing the number of their former steward.

“Gareth, I have a job for you. If you do it well, I’ll let you come back to work for me at the Judson family…”

In the living room, Finley stood for a long moment before turning and leaving the West Villa. He would try one last time. If Larissa would agree to cure him and wake Leopold up immediately, perhaps his father would calm down and abandon his plan to go after Sapphira.

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