A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1198

"Actually," Romy amended with a cruel smile, "it'd be best if they both just died in the crossfire."

Starla stared at her, stunned.

"The only way you'll ever get permanent peace is if they're dead."

Starla remained silent. Romy was Amos's right-hand operative; she had survived the brutal underworld of Cyrus Sea. She was no saint. But wiping them all out? Starla hadn't let herself go that far.

Yet, Romy had a point. They did deserve it. Both Fairfax and Herbert deserved whatever came to them.

"I don't understand why you're telling me this," Starla said cautiously. If Fairfax ever threatened her freedom again, she probably would kill him herself.

"What do you mean? Do you want to sit around and wait to be abandoned again?"

Again. By who? Fairfax? Or Herbert?

"You probably don't even realize," Romy sneered. "Even after you 'died', Fairfax abandoned you again."

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