Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 351

Larissa walked over to Haskell’s side and looked at Leopold. She knew he was conscious, able to hear everything around him. She wondered just how many secrets he had overheard during his time in a coma.

She turned her attention back to Finley. “Their way of waking him up is me.”

Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “Finley, you keep calling me heartless, but compared to your family, I’m an amateur.”

Finley flinched. He assumed his father had already threatened her with Sapphira, and she had called Haskell for backup.

He felt a pang of guilt but forced a stern expression. “You brought this on yourself. Now that Leopold is back, you’re coming with us to the west wing to wake him up.” He paused, then added, “And you’ll cure me and Honora.”

Behind her sunglasses, Honora’s eyes gleamed with triumph. Once she was cured, Larissa’s days were numbered.

Larissa sighed, feigning reluctant obedience. “Fine.”

Seeing her compliance, Finley felt a rare sense of relief. “If you had just been this cooperative from the start, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

“Heh,” Larissa chuckled dryly. “Have you forgotten that if I had been ‘cooperative’ from the start, I would be the one who’s disfigured?”

The words sent Finley back to their first meeting, and he was momentarily speechless. “That’s in the past. Just wake Leopold and cure me and Honora. We can start over as a family, without all this resentment.”

“There’s no going back,” Larissa sneered. “Enough with the pleasantries. Do you want Leopold awake or not?”

Finley fell silent, another wave of frustration washing over him. It was clear she had no intention of making peace.

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