Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 518

They were barely out of the main hall when Faith’s frustration boiled over.

“Solomon, what were you thinking? How could you agree to Larissa’s demands? Do you really think Grandpa would have let me suffer?”

Solomon took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a long drag. “You still don’t see it, do you? Grandpa’s attitude toward Larissa.”

“Of course I saw it. I don’t understand why a man of his stature is so indulgent with her,” Faith said, completely baffled.

Solomon exhaled a stream of smoke. “You haven’t figured it out yet. Grandpa was putting on a show for us.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means we’ve been wrong all along,” Solomon said coldly. “We thought Grandpa was seriously considering a new heir. But from his behavior tonight, it’s clear that was never his intention. He just used this situation with Larissa as an excuse to transfer a portion of the company shares to Haskell ahead of schedule.”

Faith’s eyes widened in disbelief. “That’s impossible. If Grandpa wanted Haskell to remain the heir, why would he have announced at the engagement party that he would name the successor in three months?”

“Whetstones,” Solomon said flatly.

Faith stared at him, confused. “What?”

“He wants us to be Haskell’s whetstones,” Solomon said with chilling certainty. “To sharpen him, now that his legs are healing.”

“Then what do we do?” Faith was beginning to suspect he was right. There was no other explanation for their grandfather’s behavior tonight.

In all of Regal City, only the old matriarch of the Lincoln family could command such deference from her grandfather. And yet, he had shown such tolerance for a junior like Larissa. It could only mean one thing: he still favored Haskell.

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