Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 843

Larissa’s gaze sharpened, a thoughtful expression crossing her face.

“No way,” Avril whispered, her mind racing. “Don’t tell me she’s pregnant. I heard a rumor that she’s been seeing Milton Lester.”

Knowing Honora’s sky-high opinion of herself, Larissa found it hard to believe she’d ever stoop to dating a man like Milton, let alone have his child. If Honora really was pregnant, Larissa was willing to bet the father was Lucius.

Just then, Honora exited the store. She’d clearly been browsing, not buying.

As she stepped out, she saw them. For a split second, her hand flew instinctively to her stomach before she snatched it away, as if realizing how guilty the gesture looked.

“Honora, don’t tell me you’re pregnant with Milton’s baby,” Avril called out, blunt as ever.

Honora ignored her, her eyes locking onto Larissa with a look of pure, unadulterated hatred.

Avril pressed on. “Milton skipped the country, didn’t he? Was it because he didn’t want to be a father?”

Honora finally snapped her head toward Avril. “Avril Palmer, are you so pathetic that you’ve become Larissa’s little lapdog?”

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