Larissa Judson and Haskell Palmer novel Chapter 238

Vivica stared at Larissa, unsure if she was being serious. “First of all, I doubt you have the ability. Second, why would you be so kind?”

“Oh, it wouldn’t be out of kindness. There would be conditions,” Larissa said, keeping a close eye on Honora, who had visibly tensed at the mention of Leopold waking up. Clearly, she didn’t want him to recover.

Interesting.

“So, Aunt Vivica,” Larissa pressed, “are you interested?”

“Vivica, don’t listen to this brat,” Josette interrupted.

Vivica snapped back to reality. Larissa was the reason her son was in this state. Why would she help him? And did she really have the medical expertise? This was the best hospital in Regal City, and Leopold was being treated by the top doctors. They had said his recovery was up to him. How could Larissa claim she could wake him?

“I don’t know what you’re planning, but I’m not falling for it,” Vivica said firmly.

“Suit yourself,” Larissa shrugged. “He’s not my son. It makes no difference to me whether he wakes up or not. I’m not the one losing sleep over it.”

The elevator doors opened on the sixth floor, and she stepped out.

As the doors closed, Vivica felt a flicker of doubt.

What if… just what if Leopold didn’t wake up on his own? Maybe it would be worth a shot. But she couldn’t imagine what impossible conditions Larissa would demand.

…

Draven’s smile vanished completely. “It seems my brother trusts you a great deal, telling you all our family business.”

“Well, he sees me as more trustworthy than a backstabbing snake like Valeria,” Larissa said with a grin.

Draven’s grip on the lunch box tightened. “You’ve always been this direct, haven’t you, Miss Judson? Aren’t you afraid of making enemies with that sharp tongue of yours?”

“If the people I’m offending are like you, then no, I’m not afraid at all.”

Draven’s eyes glinted with a dangerous light. “Oh? And what kind of person is that?”

Without missing a beat, Larissa said, “A nobody.”