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Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 553

This was music to Larissa’s ears. It meant she could be the one to interrogate Thatch.

“Excellent,” she thought. “I love making scumbags suffer.”

The memory of all the horrible things Thatch had done to Haskell made her eager to get started.

“Haskell, leave it to me tomorrow,” Larissa said, giving him a heads-up. “I never flinch when it comes to dealing with trash. I’ll get your brother’s whereabouts out of Thatch. Just promise me you won’t get soft-hearted and stop me.”

“I won’t. I’ve completely lost faith in him. Besides,” he added, a glint in his eye, “I quite enjoy watching you take out the trash.”

Haskell wasn’t lying. His initial attraction to her had been sparked in the countryside, but he had truly fallen for her in that abandoned factory, watching her systematically dismantle Finley. The scene had been both terrifying and beautiful, a masterclass in violent artistry.

Shaking himself from the memory, he asked, “How did things go on your end tonight? What was your grandfather’s motive for having Paxton’s family over for dinner?”

“He wanted me to cure Finley,” Larissa explained. “As you know, there’s only one real cure for that poison. I didn’t give it to him, but as long as he doesn’t do anything stupid, I can guarantee the poison won’t act up again.”

“That makes sense,” Haskell said. “It’s better this way. Finley will think he’s cured and hopefully won’t bother you again.”

“That’s what I was thinking. I’ve tormented him enough. Any more and he might actually kill himself.”

“They believed in giving you skills, not just things,” Haskell said approvingly. “They genuinely wanted you to have a safe and prosperous future.”

He then added playfully, “So that means you’ve learned at least fourteen different skills.”

“More than that,” Larissa nodded. “Some of them might seem outdated now, but I found them fascinating. Things like origami or even marionette theater.”

Haskell was intrigued. “It sounds like the villagers were all old-world artisans.”

“They are,” Larissa said with pride. “Every one of them is incredibly talented. That’s why I told my mom I want to invite them all to the Judson estate for my birthday. I didn’t invite everyone to the welcome banquet because my position here wasn’t stable yet. But this time, I want them all to come. I want to show them that I’m doing well here in Regal City. And I want them to meet you.”

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