A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 387

Xenia, worn down by hunger and exhaustion, was the first to bow her head in defeat.

Darleen, however, was still determined to resist. She tried calling Fairfax again, but his phone went straight to voicemail. Desperate, she began calling her old circle of high-society friends. Most of them didn't answer. The few who did hung up the moment she mentioned needing help.

Furious, Darleen kicked the bucket, sending it clattering across the floor.

“What, do they all think the Yelchin family is finished? Those witches! They used to be fit only to shine my shoes! When did they get the nerve to look down on me? Yelchin Group hasn’t even fallen yet, and they dare to laugh at me because of one woman!”

Darleen was practically incandescent with rage. The Yelchin Group was unmatched in Marina City, and their family was one of the most powerful. Those women used to fawn over her, desperate for her approval. How dare they treat her like this now?

“Mom, that’s enough,” Xenia said tiredly. “What’s the point of this now? You shouldn’t have called them. You just gave them a reason to mock us.”

She had already tried calling her own friends and knew the result. Not a single one of them had offered any real support. Xenia had accepted this harsh reality sooner than Darleen and had already processed her anger.

“Then what are we supposed to do?” Darleen demanded. “Am I really supposed to surrender to her? That little…”

“Mom!” Xenia cut her off before she could finish the insult. The sting of Starla’s servants' slaps was still fresh in her mind.

“Why are you still cursing her?” Xenia hissed. “Have you forgotten she is…?”

She didn't dare say more, swallowing the insults she wanted to hurl. The more they had lorded their power over Starla in the past, the more they feared her now. Since aligning with Herbert, she had transformed, and now she had them completely under her heel.

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