Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 461

The air around Lucius turned frigid, the pressure so intense that Damon and Magnus shivered, daring not to even glance at his face. If looks could kill, the room would be littered with corpses.

“Mr. Lincoln, calm down,” Damon murmured, trying to placate him. “We’ll bankrupt Starlight Media. That little upstart will be on her knees, and then you can humiliate her however you please.”

Lucius’s voice was ice. “From this day forward, I want Starlight Media blacklisted. Not a single resource, not one project. I want them bankrupt in three months.”

And after Starlight Media, he would target the core of the Judson family’s empire: Judson Pharmaceuticals. He would tear the entire family down until their name was nothing but a forgotten whisper in Regal City.

Meanwhile, Larissa’s secretary, Ursa, had been about to greet her new boss when she saw the gesture. Larissa, in full view of everyone, had drawn a hand across her throat while looking directly at Lucius Lincoln.

Ursa froze, her voice turning robotic. “We’re screwed. Our new CEO is… bold.”

Leila, standing beside her, asked, “What’s wrong, Ursa?”

Ursa sighed heavily. “Didn’t you see what Ms. Judson just did? She openly provoked Lucius Lincoln in front of everyone. It’s like she’s trying to speed up our company’s demise.”

Leila, however, remembered that it was precisely this boldness that had saved her.

“But… Ms. Judson already made an enemy of him. Playing nice wouldn’t have changed anything.”

“That may be true, but you don’t pour gasoline on a fire,” Ursa said, exasperated. “Unless she’s telling the truth—that she really is Field of Lari—I have no idea how we’re supposed to win the rights to ‘Heaven’s Will’ today.”

Leila’s eyes widened. “What did you just say? Ms. Judson claims she’s Field of Lari?”

Ursa nodded. “Yeah. Do you believe it? Because I certainly—”

Before she could finish the word “don’t,” Leila was nodding vigorously, her face lit with excitement. “I believe her!”

Ursa was speechless.

He froze. This was awkward.

Avril had already pushed herself up, brushing off her dress. Seeing his empty wallet, she scoffed. “Not a dollar to your name and you try to throw money at me? How pathetic.”

Torrin’s face turned crimson. “Don’t talk nonsense. I’m a Dillon! I have plenty of money, just no cash on me! I’ll transfer you later!”

“No, you’ll pay me now. And you’re taking me to the hospital for a CT scan!”

“Are you insane? I barely touched you!”

“Of course, I need one! I’m delicate! Even a small injury could be serious!”

Not wanting to waste any more time, Torrin stormed back to his room. “Sharon, give me a thousand dollars!” he demanded.