Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 827

"Torrin, this is your final warning," Haskell said. His voice was quiet, but it carried an undeniable weight of fury and authority that silenced the room. "Larissa is my fiancée, and she will be my wife. If you cause her any more trouble, I won't hesitate to use any means necessary to make you disappear from this world. I promise you that."

His deep eyes were like a bottomless abyss, promising a threat that sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Turning to the guards, Haskell ordered, "Detain him. Wait for the police to take him away."

"Yes, sir," the security guards replied, moving to restrain Torrin.

This time, Torrin didn't resist. His mind was filled with Larissa’s words and the look of disgust in her eyes.

The entire crowd was intimidated by Haskell's presence, hardly daring to breathe.

Haskell looked up at Larissa, the coldness on his face melting into tenderness. "Larissa, let's go."

The restrained Torrin wanted to say something more, but when he met Larissa’s icy gaze, the words died in his throat.

Larissa nodded, not giving Torrin another glance as she walked with Haskell toward the elevator.

"Seriously, a good ex should just disappear as if they're dead and stop bothering their ex-girlfriend."

"I know, right? The nerve of him, coming here to yell at Mr. Palmer. So he was the one who broke up with her, and now he's harassing her and trying to get her new fiancé to deliver his birthday gift? What a psycho."

"I heard he's the heir to some big family. If he weren't, he would've been beaten to a pulp by now."

"That slap from Ms. Judson was too light! If it were me, I'd have given him ten!"

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