Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 674

Margot slammed against the office door, a searing pain radiating through her torso. But the physical agony was nothing compared to the humiliation of seeing Larissa look down at her as if she were an insect. Clutching her stomach, she shrieked, “You’re insane! You’re a monster, Larissa! I hope you die a horrible death!”

Just then, Ursa burst in with security guards in tow. “Get this woman out of here, quickly!” she commanded. “Don’t let her hurt Ms. Judson!”

Larissa watched impassively as the guards hauled the screaming Margot out of her office.

Ursa let out a sigh of relief and turned to her boss. “Ms. Judson, are you alright?”

Larissa shook her head. “I’m fine.”

She walked back to her desk, picked up her handbag, and turned to leave.

“Ms. Judson, where are you going?” Ursa asked, confused.

“To the cemetery,” Larissa replied, already out the door.

Ursa stared after her, bewildered. A cemetery? Had… had one of Ms. Judson’s relatives passed away?

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At a nearby cemetery, the snow had stopped falling, but a thick white blanket still covered every headstone. A grieving elderly couple, holding a bouquet of flowers, walked slowly toward a grave. As they drew closer, they saw that a fresh bouquet already lay before the headstone marking the final resting place of their son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter.

They stopped, looking around in confusion, but saw no one they recognized. For the past two years, they had been the only visitors. Who could have left the flowers?

They had only come today because they’d heard the news—the man who had killed their family had himself been killed in a car crash.

“Thank you,” the old woman whispered to the empty air.

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