Without another word, Fairfax turned and walked out, the door closing firmly behind him. Caden was left standing alone, bewildered.
It was true that Herbert had picked Starla up, but what was Fairfax so angry about? He was mad because Starla fed him poisoned broth? What right did he have to be angry? If it were him, he'd have slipped a bag of rat poison into the Yelchin family dinner.
Still, after this stunt, the Yelchins probably wouldn't dare try poisoning Starla again.
After Fairfax left, Caden called Starla. As expected, she didn't answer. He sent her a text, swearing on his life that Fairfax was gone. Finally, she picked up.
"What do you want?" she asked, her tone sharp. She was clearly still upset that Fairfax had used Caden’s phone to trick her.
"He went to find Herbert," Caden said quickly.
On the other end of the line, Starla’s expression darkened. "It seems he's determined to destroy his relationship with his friend."
No matter what happened between them now, Fairfax always managed to drag Herbert into it. She didn't know what to make of him anymore.
"About the poison yesterday," Caden began hesitantly, "did you know who in the Yelchin family did it when you fed it to him?"
"Yes."
Caden was speechless. That was vicious. But he had to admit, it taught the Yelchins a lesson. They thought her life was cheap and tried to eliminate her, so she'd hit back just as hard.
"Who was it?"
"The Matriarch, Annika."
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