Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 519

Faith looked at her brother, her eyes shining with anticipation. “Solomon,” she said, her voice pleading, “if you become the heir, I hope you’ll let me join the company’s management. Give me a position, let me prove myself.”

Tonight’s confrontation with Larissa had lit a fire in her. She refused to be seen as useless. She was determined to become a woman like Sharon Dillon, a woman men respected and feared.

Solomon was surprised by his sister’s request. He hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Alright. If I become the heir, the entire Palmer family fortune will be ours. You can have any position you want.”

But what he said was totally different from what he was actually thinking. He would never let his sister into the core management. Once she got a taste of power, who knew if she wouldn't turn into another Draven.

Faith, oblivious to her brother’s true thoughts, was lost in the joy of his promise. She could already taste the day her brother would become the head of the Palmer family.

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“You can start serving dinner now,” Zoltan instructed the butler as Larissa pushed Haskell into the dining room.

The butler nodded and spoke softly into the small microphone on his collar. “Serve the meal.”

Zoltan took his seat and handed his cane to the butler. He then looked fondly at Larissa, who was sitting beside his grandson. “You know, this is the first time you’ve dined with just Haskell and me.”

“It is,” Larissa agreed. “It’s always been at large banquets before.”

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