Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 731

“It was me, Dad,” Paxton said, his voice thick with anguish. He held up his phone, where the same horrific video was still playing.

“Someone sent this to me, Dad. Look!” he cried, his voice trembling. “When I saw this, my heart broke! My beloved wife, subjected to such inhuman torture!”

His voice rose with fury. “I had to expose that monster Larissa in front of everyone! How could her heart be so twisted? To kidnap her own mother and abuse her so cruelly! Dad, can you really trust the family fortune to a beast who would do this? Aren’t you afraid she’ll do the same to you one day?”

CRACK!

Before Paxton could finish, Kiernan’s hand struck his face in a resounding slap.

Kiernan lowered his hand, taking a deep breath to steady himself.

“So this was your true purpose,” he said, his voice heavy with disappointment. “When you and Josette begged me to let you come to Larissa’s birthday party, it wasn’t to reconcile. It was for this. I thought you had changed. I wanted to give you one last chance. But you are still the same.”

Paxton clutched his reddening cheek, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. “A chance? Dad, if you were really giving us a chance, you would have let us back into the Judson family. It’s clear you never intended to.”

Josette chimed in, “He’s right, Dad. If you were giving them a chance, you would have at least left them with something, not handed the entire fortune to a young girl. You were obviously trying to push Paxton and his family to their breaking point.”

She had learned her lesson. Until she was certain Paxton’s plan would succeed, she would pin all the blame on his side of the family.

“Kiernan, was one slap really enough?” Haskell remarked coolly. “He did ruin Larissa’s birthday, after all.”

Kiernan raised his hand again, but Paxton caught his wrist. “Dad, even after all this, you still side with that wretched girl.”

Kiernan considered this. He didn’t know if she was telling the truth, but he couldn’t risk kicking her out now. What if she ran straight back to the Lincolns with information?

“Neville,” he said, turning to his eldest son, “your sister has nowhere else to go. Let her stay for now.”

Neville glanced at Larissa. Seeing no objection, he said, “If that’s what you want, Dad, she can stay. But if she tries anything to hurt Larissa, as Paxton did, I won’t spare her.”

Kiernan’s cold eyes returned to Josette. “Did you hear that?”

“Yes, Dad. I heard,” she replied meekly.

Kiernan sighed, his face etched with regret. “Larissa, this is all my fault. I wanted to give them one last chance, and instead, I let them ruin your birthday.”