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A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 535

"Then tell me, if she does come back, where do you plan on putting her?"

"She can't come back," Starla said, her voice soft but absolute. The faint smile on her face vanished.

"What do you mean?" Fairfax demanded. Annika had already been asked to leave the care facility. If Starla didn't relent, the family home was her only option.

"I already told you," Starla said. "No one from the Yelchin family is spending a single cent of that money. It belongs to me. All of it. Yours, Xenia's, Darleen's, Brinley's... and yes, Harley's and Annika's too. Every last bit is mine."

Darleen used to call her a gold digger, didn't she? She used to say that Starla was just hiding her true colors.

Well, here they were. Darleen had wished for a gold digger, so Starla would show her exactly what a real one looked like.

The blood in Fairfax's veins ran cold. He stared at her, utterly horrified.

"She has no money for a plane ticket," Starla elaborated calmly. "How is she supposed to get back? Walk?"

"You've gone too far!" Fairfax finally exploded. He lunged toward her, his eyes blazing with a fury so intense it looked as though he wanted to snap her neck.

But just as he got close, Garret stepped between them.

"Get out of my way!" Fairfax snarled.

"Just let her come back for now!" he pleaded. She couldn't stay at the facility, so at the very least, she needed a place to go.

"Will you sign the divorce agreement?"

That was her one and only condition. Everything she was doing was designed to force his hand.

Faced with her unyielding stance, Fairfax's rage boiled over. With a sharp rip, he tore the divorce agreement to shreds. The pieces fluttered through the air, scattering over Starla like confetti.

Garret moved to kick him again, but Starla raised a hand. "That's enough."

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