Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 353

Jagger puffed out his chest. “Haskell’s presence won’t change a thing. That little bitch is going to apologize to me today, one way or another.”

The repeated insult made Haskell’s eyes cloud over. “Jagger’s mouth is as foul as Helena’s,” he said coolly. “It seems the Lincoln family forgot to wash their mouths when they were laundering their reputation.”

Crispin, standing behind him, saw his master’s fingers tap lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair. He knew Haskell was already plotting how to make them pay for their words.

Helena scowled. “Watch your tongue, Palmer boy. Even your grandfather shows me respect.”

“Does he?” Larissa chimed in. “Or is he just trying to avoid the stench?”

Avril burst out laughing.

Helena’s face tightened.

“Helena, Jagger, I promise you won’t be disappointed,” Vivica interjected, trying to smooth things over. “You just wait. That girl will be on her knees begging for your forgiveness.”

With Sapphira in their hands, Larissa had no choice but to obey. Or so Vivica thought. The fact that Larissa cared more about a woman she wasn’t even related to than her own birth mother still stung.

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