A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 518

“What is your problem?” Sally shot back, her own already sour expression hardening.

Brinley glared at her. “What kind of attitude is that?”

Sally didn’t answer.

“Is that it?” Brinley sneered. “You think my mother is finished in Yoran Country, so now even you dare to disrespect me?”

It felt like everyone was trampling on her. Starla, Felix, and now even Sally, who was nothing more than a former servant from the Seabrook household. How dare she?

“Miss Brinley, no one is thinking about whether your mother can solve her problems or not,” Sally said, her voice flat. “The reality is that you’re under Starla’s thumb right now. If you don’t do this work, do you really want to stand out here in the snow all day?”

Did she still not grasp her own situation? What was the point of playing the princess now?

Sally’s words—“stand out here in the snow all day”—jolted Brinley back to reality. That was the cold, hard truth. Whether she liked it or not, she was utterly dominated by Starla. If she refused to work, Starla was more than capable of making her freeze in the snow all day.

To think that once-soft woman could be so ruthless now. Brinley finally understood what it meant to have truly messed with the wrong person.

Seeing Brinley still frozen in place, Sally pressed on. “Come on, let’s go. I’m freezing to death!”

No one can maintain perfect etiquette under such harsh conditions. Back at the Seabrook estate, Sally had been nothing but respectful to Brinley. Even before this ordeal at the Yelchin estate began, she had been polite. But now, forced into this miserable situation because of Brinley, Sally’s patience had worn thin.

The snow was thick and heavy, and clearing it all was no easy task, especially for two women who had never done such work before. Soon, Brinley was gasping for breath, completely exhausted.

“I was blind,” Starla replied bluntly. When it came to Fairfax, she had no problem admitting her own foolishness. Looking back, she truly must have been blind to have chosen him. She had known what kind of vipers the Yelchins were before the wedding, yet she had married him anyway.

Why? For love?

She scoffed internally. Love? The word itself seemed like a cruel joke now. It seemed a person had to suffer the harsh lessons of reality before they could truly understand it. In the real world, there was no such thing as unchanging love.

“You can come back to Yoran Country after you attend that banquet with Kael,” Yardley told her.

Starla paused. Was it time to go back? If so, her business with the Yelchins needed to be concluded. And it would have to end exactly the way she had planned.