Chapter 347\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains. Larissa stretched, sat up, and after a quick wash, went downstairs for breakfast. As she reached the landing, she glanced instinctively toward the front gate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finley was gone. She didn\u2019t know how he had left last night, nor did she care.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wren was just emerging from the kitchen with a tray of food. Seeing Larissa, she smiled. \u201cGood morning, miss.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then as if she remembered something, she added, \u201cOh, someone from Mr. Paxton\u2019s side dropped something off for you earlier. They said it was important you receive it personally.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wren walked into the living room and retrieved a crimson wooden box from the table, placing it carefully in front of Larissa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa pulled out a chair and opened the box. Inside lay a severed, bloody finger, a diamond ring still\u00a0<\/p>\n
on it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAh!\u201d Wren screamed, her face draining of color. She fumbled to take the box away, trying to close the lid. \u201cMiss, don\u2019t be afraid! I\u2019ll get rid of this horrible thing right now, you shouldn\u2019t have to see this\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
In stark contrast to Wren\u2019s panic, Larissa was perfectly calm. She gazed at the box and said softly, \u201cWren, it\u2019s alright. There\u2019s nothing to be afraid of.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as Wren stared at her in confusion, Larissa\u2019s phone rang. She answered it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Paxton\u2019s voice, hoarse and weak, came through the line. \u201cDid you receive the gift I sent you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The thought of him calling her right after being stabbed by her father almost made Larissa laugh. \u201cI did. Is it your finger? If so, it\u2019s a gift I truly adore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A cold chuckle answered her. \u201cTake a closer look. You\u2019ve known Sapphira for a while now. Surely you\u2019d recognize her finger, or at least the ring she wears?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she weren\u2019t putting on an act, Larissa would have burst out laughing. The finger in the box was clearly a man\u2019s, and the ring wasn\u2019t her mother\u2019s. The fact that Paxton was so confident meant he hadn\u2019t even bothered to look at it himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Playing along, she adopted a panicked tone. \u201cPaxton, what have you done to my mother?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He laughed, savoring his victory. \u201cNothing much. It\u2019s just a finger, no need to overreact. Her life is not in danger.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPaxton, what do you want?\u201d Larissa demanded, feigning fury as she casually took a bite of toast. Wren, standing beside her, looked terrified. Larissa put a finger to her lips, signaling her to be quiet. Wren immediately calmed down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat I want depends on your attitude,\u201d Paxton snarled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJust tell me what to do,\u201d Larissa continued the charade. \u201cJust don\u2019t hurt my mother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFirst, you will cure Finley,\u201d Paxton commanded coldly. \u201cThen, you will find a way to wake Leopold. Do\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 347\u00a0<\/p>\n
those two things, and your mother will be returned to you unharmed. Fail, and the next gif receive will be more than just a finger.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He emphasized the last few words, his threat hanging heavy in the air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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