A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 293

Starla didn’t know how she made it out of the hospital. Standing at the entrance, with the winter sun on her face, she felt a chill seep into her bones.

Dolores’s words echoed in her mind: “It was the Yelchins. The city was redeveloping your grandmother’s property, but the compensation they offered was unfair. Your mother refused to accept it. The Yelchins came to your house, and during a heated argument, they pushed your mother. She fell and hit the back of her head on a stone. There was so much blood, but they didn’t take her to the hospital right away.”

She had also said: “That piece of land was prime real estate, right in the center of Marina City. Many people were fighting over it, but the Yelchins got to it first. To speed up the demolition, they even came to the house themselves. Mrs. Yelchin was one of them!”

Mrs. Yelchin… Darleen.

Dolores, the woman who had cared for her at the orphanage, had actually been her family’s nanny. After her mother’s death, Dolores had wanted to adopt her, but her own son and daughter-in-law refused. So, she took Starla to the orphanage and got a job there to watch over her. She never told her the truth because the Yelchins were too powerful. She feared Starla would be destroyed if she tried to seek justice.

“They’re a family of demons,” Dolores had cried. “Both the husband and wife are completely unreasonable. If just one of them had shown a shred of decency that day and taken your mother to the hospital, she wouldn’t have died!”

An unbearable pain clenched Starla’s heart. Her entire world felt frozen over. She never could have imagined that Dolores, her companion for so many years, was the nanny her mother had hired to care for her.

Garret watched her still, silent figure. “Miss, we should get in the car. It’s cold out here.”

The weather was growing colder, and her health was too fragile to be exposed to the chill.

Starla nodded numbly and got into the car. Just as she did, Garret’s phone rang.

“Mr. Garret,” the voice on the other end said, “Miss Bethany was in a car accident on her way to the marriage registration office. The car exploded.”

Garret’s blood ran cold. “What? An explosion?”

“I heard,” Starla cut him off, her voice like ice.

So Bethany was in an accident. Her divorce from Fairfax wasn’t finalized.

“Should I prepare another divorce agreement for you?” Garret asked.

“Do it,” Starla commanded without hesitation. Of course he should. Her relationship with Fairfax was already in ruins, and now… with this new revelation, it was something else entirely.

She picked up her phone and dialed Darleen’s number.