A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 797

After Yardley left, Starla let out a sigh and took another bite of her noodles. They were delicious. Honestly, the food was the only thing about Yoran Country she had adjusted to effortlessly. Even during her grueling training sessions with Reba, the family chef sent over flawless Marina City cuisine.

As she was eating, Garret walked in.

"Garret, I need you to find out exactly why Herbert helped Brinley."

After mulling it over, she decided Yardley was wrong. Confronting Herbert directly was a bad tactical move. She needed hard facts first.

Garret looked taken aback. "Wait, Mr. Farley helped Ms. Seabrook?"

He was genuinely shocked. From what he had seen, Herbert had always been fiercely protective of Starla, especially when dealing with the Yelchins. By all logic, he should have been the last person on earth to offer Brinley a lifeline.

"Yes," Starla said grimly. "Dig into it. Find out what the real motive is."

*And pray it's nothing that breaks my heart,* she added silently.

"Understood," Garret replied, his expression turning grave.

Herbert helping Brinley was objectively terrible news. Even without launching the investigation yet, Garret knew that no matter the excuse, Herbert had crossed a major line.

Starla finished her food and headed upstairs.

Just as she walked into her room, her phone rang. It was Brinley.

"Are you completely furious right now?" Brinley's voice dripped with malicious glee. "Do you wish you could murder me?"

"If you're so aware of that, shouldn't you be hiding in a bunker right now?" Starla retorted coldly.

"I'm going to move back into the Yelchin Estate. Back to the home Faraday and I shared."

"You talk about Faraday as if you actually loved him," Starla mocked.

It was pathetic. The living could never compete with a ghost. Or rather, after running out of rich men to leech off of, Brinley had finally realized that the dead husband she used to ignore was the only person who ever truly cared for her.

"If... you let my mother go..." Brinley suddenly offered.

Starla's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Are you seriously calling her your mother? The woman who abandoned you the second things got rough?"

Starla was genuinely shocked that Brinley was trying to negotiate for Harriet Seabrook's safety. After getting tossed out on the street, Harriet hadn't lifted a finger to help her. Brinley should have despised her.