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A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 798

Why was she suddenly trying to act like a devoted daughter?

Brinley exploded. "Shut up! You grew up without a mother or a father, you orphan! You don't know the first thing about having a family! You don't understand anything!"

Starla's eyes went cold.

She wasn't going to sit here and listen to this trash. She hung up instantly and dialed Garret.

He picked up right away.

"I need the truth about why Herbert is helping Brinley, and I need it yesterday."

She couldn't afford to wait. She had been too lenient, and now Brinley was crawling back from the dead. This was entirely unacceptable. If Brinley had managed to secure Herbert's backing in this kind of desperate situation, what else was happening behind her back?

What about Darleen and Xenia Yelchin?

"Understood," Garret said sharply.

"And keep a close eye on Darleen and Xenia," Starla added.

"Yes, ma'am."

Garret knew exactly what she meant. If Herbert was pulling strings for Brinley, there was no telling if he was quietly aiding the rest of Starla's enemies.

Honestly, Garret was completely baffled by Herbert's behavior. Back in Marina City, the man had acted like Starla's ultimate protector. Now, his motives were completely indecipherable.

Starla tossed her phone onto the bed, feeling suffocated.

*Herbert. Herbert.*

*Why?*

Remembering Brinley's psychotic arrogance on the phone only fueled her rage.

...

Meanwhile, across town, Rudolf walked up behind Herbert. "Sir."

"What is it?"

She probably found out yesterday. And yet, when she was with him, she acted completely normal. Flawless. Not a single crack in her armor.

*This clever little girl. She's getting so good at hiding her fangs.*

A helpless, darkly affectionate smile tugged at Herbert's lips.

"How do you want to handle this?" Rudolf asked. "If she uncovers the truth, everything you've built with her will collapse."

"She's already digging," Herbert murmured. "If we don't let her find a few breadcrumbs, she'll only get more suspicious."

"So, you want me to..." Rudolf caught on instantly. "Understood. I'll arrange the 'clues' immediately."

"Go."

Herbert closed his eyes, letting the smoke curl up from his fingers.

Once he was alone, his eyes snapped open. The darkness pooling in his gaze was terrifying, hiding depths of calculation that no one could possibly comprehend.

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