Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 399

A dark smile touched Lucius’s lips. “Since we’ve already decided to send Uncle to prison, we might as well make use of his remaining value.”

His voice was devoid of emotion, as if Jagger were a stranger, a disposable asset.

In truth, Lucius was consumed by a single, twisted obsession: proving he was better than Haskell. Haskell’s excellence in every field was a constant thorn in his side, and the whispers of him being ‘second-best’ fueled a desperate need to crush his rival.

“How?” Helena asked, her eyes narrowing as she tried to decipher his plan. “Are you suggesting we use him to hire an assassin?”

She shook her head. “Don’t forget, the only person who has ever gotten close enough to harm Haskell was his own brother, Draven, and even he failed. You know Haskell better than anyone. He is not an easy target.”

A cold, almost imperceptible smile played on Lucius’s lips. “Not an assassin. We’ll use my uncle’s… particular talents… against Larissa. It’s clear Haskell is serious about this woman. Hurting her will hurt him far more than any direct attack ever could.”

Helena didn’t press for details. She trusted her grandson’s cunning.

“The public outcry against our family is growing,” she said, her voice grim. “Tonight, I will personally escort your uncle to the police station to make his confession. We must minimize the damage. The rest is in your hands.”

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At Palmer Group, the receptionist recognized Larissa immediately and greeted her with a warm smile.

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