Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 107

Hearing Honora’s confident, provocative words, Larissa chuckled. “That performance seems to have gone to your head, Honora. You’re already planning my lessons? A pity I don’t need them.”

Her words snapped the audience out of their daze. The real and fake heiresses were about to clash again. This was getting interesting. This party was definitely worth coming to.

Honora maintained her poised smile. “Are you sure you don’t need them, Larissa? Or is it that you feel overwhelmed and incapable of learning?”

“If you think that returning to the Judson family means you no longer need to better yourself, you’re mistaken. One should never give up on learning. Now that you have the opportunity, you shouldn’t waste it.”

“But if you find it too difficult, I can start with the basics—the things I was learning when I was three years old.”

She deliberately emphasized “three years old,” implying that Larissa, at her age, could only hope to grasp the skills of a toddler.

Larissa retorted sharply, “I thought that being called Regal City’s prodigy meant you possessed some earth-shattering talent. Now I see that title is just empty praise people in our circle trade to flatter each other.”

The insult was so audacious that it struck a nerve with many of the young socialites in the room. If Honora wasn’t considered talented, what did that make them?

“She’s so arrogant!”

“Seriously, who gave her the nerve to say that?”

“The Palmers, obviously. Didn’t you see? Zoltan seems quite pleased with his future granddaughter-in-law.”

“If Haskell weren’t in a wheelchair, marrying him would give her some grounds to be arrogant. But with the Palmer succession still up in the air, isn’t she afraid of this blowing up in her face?”

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