Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 513

After watching the video, Zoltan’s face was a mask of grim contemplation. He handed the phone back to Crispin, who took it and stepped back behind Haskell’s wheelchair.

Zoltan remained silent, lost in thought.

Faith couldn't believe Haskell would stoop to secretly recording her. She shot a nervous glance at her brother, but he just stood there, his face a thundercloud. She wracked her brain, trying to come up with an explanation for their grandfather.

But before she could, Zoltan’s gaze fell on Solomon. “What do the two of you have to say about this video?”

“Grandpa, I…” Faith still couldn’t find the right words. She had said those things; she couldn't deny it. Could she claim it was an AI deepfake?

Wait, maybe that could work…

Just as she was about to try that excuse, Solomon spoke, his voice calm and steady. “Grandpa, you can’t trust the word of someone like Draven, a man who would harm his own brother. Haskell has misunderstood me. I didn’t kidnap Draven. Draven came to me for help. He said he had made a terrible mistake and that Haskell would never forgive him, so he asked me to save his life.”

“He offered to help me in the competition to become the Palmer family heir. Grandpa, as you know, as your grandson, I could not remain indifferent to that position. When the opportunity presented itself, I took it. I brought Draven with me, thinking that his knowledge of Haskell could provide me with valuable information to gain an advantage.”

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