Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 67

A smile touched Larissa's lips. She now held the keys to every major Judson family enterprise that Paxton and his family controlled.

"Good work, Nightveil. Thank you," she said before hanging up.

The smile in her eyes lingered.

How perfectly ironic. Finley was pinning his hopes for Starlight Media on acquiring the rights to her last novel.

Too bad for him. That was never going to happen.

Humming a little tune, Larissa finished packing the rest of her herbs into their boxes. Shadow, Snowy, and Sage were at her feet, wagging their tails and helping as best they could. They were well-practiced, and soon all the herbs were neatly sorted.

A knock came at the door.

"Larissa, are you in there?" It was Sapphira's gentle voice.

"I am," Larissa called out. She stored the last box in the cabinet, shooed her pets into hiding, and opened the door.

Sapphira's eyes lit up the moment she saw her. She took Larissa's hand and led her into the room. "Larissa, the evening gown I ordered for you has arrived! You have to try it on!"

Two delivery men followed them in, carefully carrying a garment bag, which they unzipped to lay the gown out on the bed.

It was breathtaking. Every detail shimmered with exquisite craftsmanship. Under the lights, the dress glittered as if it were spun from starlight, illuminating the entire room.

Sapphira continued to admire her, a hint of worry in her voice. "I'm just concerned because it was Honora's idea to throw this party. After seeing her true colors, I'm afraid she, Paxton, and Vivica might try to embarrass you in front of high society. It could be very damaging to your reputation."

Larissa just laughed. "Don't worry, Mom. Whatever they have planned, I can handle it. In fact, I'll make sure they end up with egg on their own faces."

Seeing her daughter's confidence, Sapphira felt a wave of relief, but she still added, "I trust you to be careful. But remember, if you need help, your father and I are here for you. We'll always be your staunchest supporters."

A warmth spread through Larissa's chest. She smiled brightly and nodded. "I know."

She looked back at her reflection, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She was actually hoping Paxton, Vivica, and their precious Honora would try something. It would certainly make for a more entertaining evening.