Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 34

Paxton agreed. “Honora, you are an exceptional young woman. You deserve better.”

He had already lost his biological daughter. If his adopted daughter couldn’t be used to her full potential, what would have been the point of all this?

“I will handle the marriage substitution,” Vivica promised. “No matter what, I will not let you marry Haskell!”

Honora breathed a sigh of relief. She had managed to weather this storm.

She couldn’t believe Larissa had outplayed her so thoroughly. She had clearly underestimated the country girl. From now on, she would have to be much more careful.

…

“Larissa, your father and I genuinely love you. We wanted you to be our daughter, not because of any family fortune.” As soon as Paxton’s family was gone, Sapphira rushed to reassure her.

Larissa smiled. “I know, Mom.”

“I just can’t believe Honora is that kind of person. I can hardly recognize her voice in that recording,” Sapphira said, shaking her head. While she had never been particularly fond of Honora, she hadn’t disliked her either. They just weren’t close. In their previous encounters, the girl had always been polite and seemingly harmless.

Neville, however, recalling the venom in Honora’s eyes, wasn’t surprised. “You can’t judge a book by its cover. Anyway, it was a close call, but everything is fine now. After today’s blow-up, though, Paxton and Vivica will likely hold a grudge against us. We’ll need to be on our guard.”

“I understand,” Sapphira said with a nod.

Larissa had anticipated Honora’s schemes from the moment she returned. She was prepared. That was why she had started recording the moment Honora began her provocation. Honora just hadn’t been cautious enough. But after this, she would surely be more careful in her words and actions.

That would make things more interesting.

Larissa removed the leaf from her eyes and glanced at the object in Vivica’s hand. It was a bank card.

“There are ten million dollars on this card. It’s a gift from your father and me, to compensate for the hardships you endured these past twenty years,” Vivica explained, trying to press the card into Larissa’s hand.

Ten million. A girl who had never seen real money couldn’t possibly resist.

Larissa took the card and held it up to her face. “Wow, ten million dollars.”

It was about the price of a single one of her cultivated rare herbs. Too bad she had fields of them. Ten million wouldn’t even cover one percent of her research expenses.

Seeing her reaction, Vivica thought she had her. She squeezed out a few crocodile tears. “Larissa, I know deep down you want to come back to us. We’re mother and daughter, bound by blood.”