A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 164

Back at Cosmos Summit, Starla was already in bed. Tanya had come over to keep her company, as she often did these days. Tanya was in the shower, and Starla hadn't asked a single question about Fairfax or the hospital.

Just as she was settling in, a text from an unknown number buzzed on her phone:

[He said there's no need to get you out. It's time you were taught a lesson. He wants you to suffer in there for a while.]

Starla didn't have to guess who it was. The message reeked of Brinley.

It seemed the Yelchins were still unaware that she had never set foot inside a cell. Fairfax believed she was locked up, and he wasn't lifting a finger to help? He wanted her to learn a lesson?

She let out a dry, mirthless laugh. The irony of her relationship with Fairfax had reached a new, bitter peak.

She typed back a reply: [Once you lose that Vice President title at Yelchin Group, you'll be just like me—a useless freeloader. Let's see what your status in the Yelchin family will be then!]

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On the other end, Brinley’s face contorted with rage as she read the message. How did she know her position was in jeopardy? Was this her doing?

Brinley thought of the old fossils on the board who were suddenly calling for her dismissal, all because the Draken Haven project was revealed not to be her design. They claimed her presence would affect the company's stock price. As if one woman could tank the entire Yelchin Group! A bunch of dinosaurs!

When Brinley tried to send another furious message, a notification popped up: Message failed to send.

Starla had blocked her!

"Aaargh!" Brinley screamed, the sound echoing in the room. Xenia and Darleen walked in just in time to hear her shriek, and both flinched.

"What is it now?" Darleen asked, her voice edged with impatience.

Brinley's depression was a constant source of stress, a ticking bomb of unpredictable breakdowns. After six months of it, Darleen's initial sympathy had eroded into weary exasperation.