A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 612

On the other end of the line, Brinley faltered. "You..."

Recovering quickly, she leaned into her desperation. "The child... he's not going to make it. Are you really going to stand by and watch your brother's only surviving flesh and blood die?"

She knew Fairfax was furious, and she had no intention of arguing with him. Her only goal was to keep the child alive. Felix had made it crystal clear: if the boy died, she could forget about ever joining the Fowler family.

With her bridges burned at the Yelchin estate, the Fowlers were her last remaining lifeline. Boxed into a corner by Felix, she was brazenly trying to force Fairfax to foot the bill for her survival.

Her shamelessness was truly boundless.

Darleen had overheard her entire confession earlier, yet Brinley still had the audacity to call Fairfax and insist the child was Faraday's.

Fairfax fell dead silent.

At the phrase 'your brother's only surviving flesh and blood,' the plastic of his phone creaked under his tightening grip.

"You still have the nerve to call him my brother's child?"

The lethal undercurrent in his voice was no longer contained. It was staggering. Her affair had been blown wide open in front of the entire family, yet she still clung to the lie.

In a flash of clarity, Fairfax finally understood why Starla had been driven to the brink of insanity.

Starla had seen the truth all along. But shielded by Brinley's flawless facade and unwavering denials, Starla had been left defenseless, painted as the hysterical wife. Anyone dealing with a psychopath like Brinley would lose their mind.

Brinley's breath caught in her throat. "You..."

"Felix can't even get Justin Gass to treat your bastard child?" Fairfax interrupted, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "What did you even see in that loser?"

Dead silence fell over the line.

Her breathing grew heavy and erratic. Even miles away, Fairfax could picture the color draining from her face.

He honestly couldn't wrap his head around it. Compared to Faraday, Felix was nothing but cheap dirt. Yet Brinley had been so deeply devoted to him that she orchestrated her own husband's murder.