Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 600

If Fraser and Solomon didn't act now, they would be completely cut out of the picture. While their families might still hold stakes in the Palmer businesses, their shares were minor. They held power through management rights alone, and once Haskell was officially in charge and Zoltan Palmer passed away, he would undoubtedly strip them of everything.

"Understood," the assistant said.

As Lucius hung up, the butler re-entered the room.

"Madam Helena, Mr. Lincoln, Paxton Judson is at the door. He says he wants to see Josette."

"See Josette?" Helena’s brow furrowed in contempt. "Josette has been married into our family for years, and I don't recall Paxton ever visiting his sister. Why now?"

A smirk played on Lucius's lips. "He's not here for Josette. He's here for us. Larissa must have backed him into a corner, and now he wants to ally with us."

Helena’s expression grew colder. "If he wants to use the Lincoln family to get rid of Larissa, he’d better have something valuable to offer. Let him in. I want to hear what he has to say."

A few moments later, the butler escorted Paxton into the great hall. Paxton's eyes swept the room, noting that only Lucius and Helena were present.

After a brief greeting, he asked with feigned concern, "Where is my sister?"

Helena’s eyes narrowed. "Spare me the pleasantries, Paxton. You're in no position to be worried about your sister. Let's get to the point. Why are you here?"

Dropping the pretense, Paxton said bluntly, "Very well. I'll be direct. I need your help... to kill my wife."

Even Helena, a woman who had weathered countless storms and whose hands were far from clean, was taken aback. The prayer beads in her hand stilled.

"She'll 'rest easy'?" he sneered. "How noble of you. But if you're so committed to the cause, why sacrifice your wife and not yourself?"

Paxton had a ready excuse. "It's not that I fear death. But my wife… she's lived a pampered life. She doesn't have the wits to fight someone like Larissa. Everything I am doing is to ensure my sons can return to the Judson family and reclaim what is rightfully ours."

He saw no cruelty in his actions, only necessity.

Lucius scoffed. This man's ruthlessness was on a level that rivaled, and perhaps even surpassed, his own.

"And what's in it for us?" Lucius asked, his voice sharp as ice. "Why should we help you?