A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1202

Half an hour later, Yardley finally appeared.

His gaze swept over the fruit knife pressed against her throat, his eyes darkening. "Drop it."

Just two words, delivered as a cold, absolute command.

Susanna tightened her grip on the handle. "I just have two questions!"

Yardley narrowed his eyes.

"I said, drop it."

His voice was laced with pure danger.

The sheer intimidation radiating from him made it hard for her to breathe. Her hand trembled, accidentally pressing too hard.

The sharp edge broke the skin on her neck, and a trickle of blood trailed down her collarbone.

The stark red made the maid standing behind Yardley gasp and cover her mouth.

Yardley’s already dangerous gaze turned downright lethal.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop below freezing.

Feeling the terrifying aura rolling off him, Susanna instinctively gripped the knife tighter. She was terrified of him...

So, so terrified!

Especially when he was silent. His eyes looked like they could swallow her whole.

"I... I just have two questions."

Crushed under his overwhelming presence, she could barely stutter the words out.

But she had to ask!

"Ask," Yardley demanded.

Just one word, dangerous to the core.

But at least he had conceded. She swallowed hard. "Did my brother come to Maxlandia?"

"Yes."

"Is he... is he still alive?"

Her voice trembled uncontrollably as she asked, tears welling in her eyes.

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