A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 282

“I know,” Starla said.

“Don’t be too upset about it. Leaving the Yelchin family is a good thing for you.”

Hearing Caden’s earnest attempt to comfort her, Starla couldn’t help but laugh. “Are you sure you’re Fairfax’s friend? If he heard you say that, he’d probably want your head on a platter.”

“I am his friend,” Caden said, “but he’s just… Look, I won’t get into it. Just be careful with Brinley.”

Even with Harriet facing trouble, Brinley was no simple woman. One shouldn’t be fooled by her innocent appearance; she had also worked at Yelchin Group and had proven to be exceptionally capable. A woman like that was bound to be incredibly calculating.

“Alright, I understand,” Starla replied.

Caden’s call was further proof to Starla that she had made the right decision.

Just after she hung up, Tanya woke up.

“Hey, have someone else pick up the divorce papers later. You shouldn’t go yourself. You haven't been feeling well these past couple of days, after all.”

“I know,” Starla said.

“The Yelchins have probably reported the child’s disappearance to the police, right? What about you…?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve already taken care of it.”

Of course, a police report had to be filed. The Yelchins had filed one, and so had she—right before Caden called.

Tanya nodded, relieved to hear Starla had a plan. “Those people have no idea who they’re messing with, yet they’re still so smug.”

Especially Brinley. With Starla and Fairfax getting a divorce, she must be the happiest one of all.

After breakfast, Tanya left for work, promising to come back and stay with her that night.

…

Herbert’s expression remained unchanged, but a flicker in his eyes went unnoticed as he looked down at his plate. “Fairfax could never let go of Faraday’s children or his responsibility to Brinley. Their divorce was only a matter of time.”

“Then what about you and Starla…?” Caden asked, a bit too directly.

Herbert looked up, his gaze so deep that Caden couldn't decipher his thoughts.

“Is the breakfast not to your liking?” Herbert asked.

“What? No, it’s delicious!”

“Good. Then eat up.”

Maybe that would keep his mouth shut.

Caden, oblivious to the underlying meaning, simply stuffed a few more bites into his mouth.