Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 362

Avril tried to reassure her friends. “Don’t worry. Haskell is here. They wouldn’t dare try anything funny.”

The three girls glanced at Haskell, whose expression remained calm and unchanged, and nodded. Their families were also prominent in Regal City. If Paxton and Vivica laid a hand on them, their parents would make them pay dearly.

Kiernan was furious. “You ungrateful whelp! Do you have any idea what you’re doing? Get these men out of here now!”

Paxton was unmoved. “I’m sorry, Dad, but since you’ve already declared you’re no longer the head of this family, I don’t have to listen to you. Vivica, go and bring in the two masters to examine him!”

“Right away.” Vivica hurried down the hallway.

Ziggy and Gloria glared at the approaching bodyguards. “Paxton, you’ve got a lot of nerve!”

Paxton’s voice was cold. “As long as you don’t resist, I won’t harm you.”

Gloria noticed her sons tensing up and commanded in a low voice, “Don’t move. Let them.”

Only then did the five men abandon the thought of fighting back.

Soon, everyone was tied up except for Larissa, Haskell, and Crispin, who stood behind Haskell’s wheelchair. When two bodyguards reached for Larissa, their hands suddenly went numb, the skin rapidly turning a dark, purplish-black. They recoiled in terror, staring at their discolored hands in panic.

Larissa twirled a silver needle between her fingers. “I wouldn’t get any closer if I were you,” she said casually. “I’m poisonous to the touch.”

Paxton frowned. “Back off. Stay away from her.”

The guards immediately retreated from the trio.

“It doesn’t matter if we can’t tie you up, Larissa,” Paxton threatened. “But if you make a single move, your parents will be in danger!”

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