A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 106

"It won't happen again."

"I don't trust my life in the hands of someone like you."

Fairfax felt a surge of frustration. No matter what he said, she had a sharp, precise rebuttal. He took several deep breaths to steady himself, but before he could speak, she continued, "I nearly died, and your idea of making things right was to get me a simple 'apology.' If I'd actually died, there would have been no one to even argue my case."

"I told you, something like that will never—"

"And I told you, I don't trust you!" she cut in, her voice sharp and final.

Her unwavering declaration silenced the room once more. Fairfax stared at her, his breathing heavy.

"Then what do you want?" he finally asked through clenched teeth.

"A divorce."

Her answer was just as firm as his question was furious. Now he finally believed it: she wasn't just threatening him. She was serious. And in his mind, that could only mean one thing—something had happened between her and Herbert.

His chest heaved with a mixture of anger and betrayal. "A divorce? Don't even think about it," he snarled, his body trembling with rage. "Gabriel is already processing the return of your assets. I suggest you stop making a scene!"

This time, Starla didn't reply, merely watching him with a calm, unreadable expression. Just then, her phone rang. It was Harriet.

Before she could answer, Fairfax snatched the phone from her hand, assuming it was Herbert. He was about to unleash a torrent of rage when Harriet's voice came through the line. "This was your doing, wasn't it?"

"How big was the loss?" Starla asked conversationally.

Fairfax stared at her, stunned.

"It really was you, wasn't it?" Harriet hissed, grinding her teeth so hard they might crack.

"I'm less than a dog, remember?" Starla said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure a little mess like this is something you can handle easily, Harriet."

By repeatedly throwing Harriet's own words back at her, she twisted the knife. Then, amidst Harriet's sputtering rage, Starla hung up.