A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 11

“That was yesterday, but what about two years ago? Why did you come after me then?” Starla demanded.

Two years ago, Faraday was still alive. Had Brinley been plotting to get with Fairfax even then?

Brinley looked at Starla, her gaze dropping slightly. “That’s not for you to ask.”

That response was all the confirmation Starla needed. So Brinley had started coveting Fairfax even when his brother was still alive.

“Don’t be so resentful, Starla,” Brinley said. “Someone of your station should never have married into the Yelchin family in the first place.”

The phrase ‘your station’ dripped with contempt, painting Starla as nothing more than an ant she could crush without a second thought.

Starla scoffed at Brinley’s arrogance. “Has Fairfax told you?”

“Told me what?”

“That I’m taking back the exclusive rights to the Draken Haven project.”

At the mention of Draken Haven, Brinley’s expression froze for a moment before she burst into a derisive laugh. “You? Take it back? How? With your so-called ‘legal weapons’?”

The arrogance was astounding. Starla’s eyes turned to ice as she stared at Brinley, who continued, “With your background, I could make you disappear without a trace. I suggest you drop whatever pathetic little schemes you’re cooking up. They won’t work on me, and pissing me off will only make things worse for you.”

Brinley’s voice was a cold, sharp threat. Her eyes were dangerous as she delivered her ultimatum. “Divorce Fairfax. Leave Marina City and never come back. This is the one and only time I’ll ask you nicely.”

With that, Brinley turned her wheelchair toward the door.

“I’ve never seen such an audacious mistress,” Starla’s cold voice stopped her.

Most mistresses knew to keep their heads down, but Brinley, with her powerful mother behind her, clearly felt invincible.

Brinley’s wheelchair halted. She looked back at Starla, a cruel smile twisting her lips. “Mistress? Who in Marina City even knows you exist as Mrs. Yelchin?”

The jab was laced with irony, an irony Starla felt keenly herself.

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