A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1237

Romy's stance was unwavering.

Run.

She knew Yardley held terrifying amounts of power and that their hideout in Smaro Town would eventually be compromised. But to Romy, that just meant they had to keep moving. Starla shouldn't have to surrender her life just because the man hunting her had deep pockets.

That night, Romy crawled into Starla's bed.

Ever since Herbert had left, Romy had resumed her old habit from Sylvan Vale, refusing to sleep in her own room.

Staring up at the ceiling, Romy broke the silence. "I still don't think your brother would actually hurt you over a woman. He's way too calculated to let feelings dictate his moves."

Yardley was notoriously cold-blooded.

"You think so?" Starla murmured in the dark.

She honestly didn't know.

"He threw me under the bus before," Starla reminded her.

"That was over a business conflict, not a girl."

Yardley's ruthless pragmatism meant he only made moves that benefited his bottom line. Letting a woman sway his judgment seemed impossible.

Because of that, Romy felt confident that Susanna's demand for vengeance would fall on deaf ears.

"But we can't risk it. What if he really has caught feelings for her?"

For a man made of ice, real emotion was lethal. If he actually loved Susanna, it would be a catastrophic nightmare for Starla.

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