Chapter 239\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven was already seething from his encounter with Haskell. Now, being so coldly dismissed by Larissa, his anger had nowhere to go but inward, churning like a storm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSay that again,\u201d he hissed, his voice barely a whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa didn\u2019t back down. Instead, her smile widened. \u201cI didn\u2019t realize some people enjoyed being called a nobody twice.\u201d She looked him straight in the eye and enunciated each word clearly. \u201cAlright, I\u2019ll say it again. You, Draven, are a complete and utter nobody. That\u2019s why I\u2019m not afraid of offending you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Haskell was her fianc\u00e9, her man. She had no patience for traitors like Draven.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven\u2019s knuckles turned white as he gripped the lunch box. As a young master of the Palmer family, how could he tolerate such an insult from a girl who had just been plucked from a village? And to make matters worse, she was engaged to the man he wanted to destroy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He took a step forward, stopping just inches from her, and leaned in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLarissa, I\u2019ll remember what you said. I won\u2019t touch you here, in a hospital, with so many witnesses. But you\u2019d better watch your back at the engagement party tomorrow. Don\u2019t give the \u2018nobody\u2018 a chance to destroy you. You\u2019ll end up a hundred times worse than Haskell. It won\u2019t just be your legs.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa blinked. \u201cI\u2019m recording this, you know.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven\u2019s face went pale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, Larissa laughed. \u201cJust kidding.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Realizing he\u2019d been played, Draven\u2019s eyes filled with rage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa straightened up, her expression one of pure contempt. \u201cWith someone like you, it doesn\u2019t matter if I record it or not. Haskell will never trust you again anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Go ahead, try to come after me. I\u2019d be delighted. But after all this tough talk, don\u2019t disappoint me with a half\u2013hearted attempt.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, she brushed past him and walked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven stood frozen, his hand still clenched around the lunch box. He would not let this go. Larissa would pay dearly for her arrogance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No matter what it took.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa had, of course, provoked Draven on purpose. She loved watching petty people like him lose their composure and walk right into their own traps.\u00a0<\/p>\n
09:57 03\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 239\u00a0<\/p>\n
She knocked and then entered Haskell\u2019s room, a cheerful smile on her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI just ran into Draven in the hallway.\u201d she announced, placing the lunch box on the table.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Haskell looked up from the file he was reading\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that\u2019s made you this happy?\u201d he asked, raising an eyebrow at her jubilant expression. \u201cOf course! We even had a little chat,\u201d Larissa said, beaming.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat could you have possibly talked about that would make you so cheerful?\u201d Haskell was intrigued. He had a feeling she was up to something.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa opened her needle case on the bedside table. \u201cI called him a backstabbing snake and a nobody. He asked me to say it again, so did. Then he got all worked up and said he was going to come after me at the party tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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