Larissa Judson and Haskell Palmer novel Chapter 375

“You’d die for me?” Larissa’s lips curled into a cold smile.

Vivica’s heart leaped into her throat. She rushed to Leopold’s side and grabbed his arm, her voice trembling with fear. “Leopold, don’t say such things! I know you feel guilty and want to prove you’re sorry, but you can’t joke about your own life!”

Leopold shook her off. “I’m serious, Mom.”

He turned back to Larissa, his expression solemn. “Larissa, if only you would…”

“Alright then,” Larissa interrupted mockingly. “Pick your method.”

She glanced at Avril. “Avril, would you and your friends be so kind as to find some… tools… for him in the house?”

Avril snapped a playful salute. “Roger that!”

She gave her friends a look. “Let’s go! Find Leopold something to end it all with! We’ll be right back, Leopold!”

Her three friends nodded eagerly and scattered in different directions.

Vivica’s face was a mess of confusion and horror.

Leopold was speechless.

Finley stood in stunned silence.

Paxton’s humiliation was absolute.

Neville, seeing Sapphira looking back with concern, had already decided to leave. “Let Larissa handle the rest. Paxton’s family was no longer a threat. We’ll take Mom and Dad back to get some rest.”

Sapphira nodded, and they had left.

Haskell now leaned toward Larissa, a glint of amusement in his eyes. “Should I go find a suitable instrument for Leopold as well?”

“I don’t think I’m a hero!” he protested desperately. “I just truly want to make amends…”

“Enough,” Larissa said, her voice like ice. “Your life is worthless to me, Leopold. I don’t care whether you live or die.”

Her cold gaze and final words pierced Leopold’s heart. He was consumed by a chilling wave of regret for all the pain he had inflicted on his sister.

“I woke you up for one reason only, Leopold,” she continued. “To let your family see just how pathetic and ridiculous you all are. You disowned your own daughter for the child of a criminal, and I wanted you to see what the consequences would be.”

“Now my goal is achieved. If you don’t want things to get any worse for you, stay out of my life. Don’t ever bother me again. Because if you do, I promise you, I will not be merciful.”

Without another glance, she turned and walked out of the West Villa. Crispin followed, pushing Haskell’s wheelchair behind her.

Leopold clutched his chest, watching her retreating figure, his eyes filled with a bottomless ocean of regret.