A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 573

His chance to live.

That meant Justin. Both Fairfax and Brinley had become all too familiar with that name recently. Every specialist and professor at the hospital who had consulted on the baby's case said they needed to get Justin.

And now Starla, who knew Justin, had made her offer.

She had said it clearly: if the child was confirmed to be Faraday’s, she would save him. She would personally ask Justin to come and treat the baby.

But if he wasn't Faraday's child, she wouldn't lift a finger.

This was the price of trying to get on her good side.

“Weren’t you the one just calling me the child’s aunt? Saying we’re all part of the Yelchin family? Fine. I’ll acknowledge that I’m a Yelchin, but only on the condition that the child is one, too.”

As long as she and Fairfax weren't divorced, she was technically a Yelchin. But whether the baby was, well, that was another story. It wasn’t a fact just because Brinley said so.

Starla’s voice was still light, but to Brinley, every word felt like a relentless attack.

Brinley felt suffocated. She turned to Starla, her eyes glistening with tears. “The baby is Faraday’s.”

“Like I said, it’s not for you to decide. I’m not Faraday. I don’t just believe everything you say. After all…” Starla paused again, a small, knowing laugh escaping her. “I’m not some naive little girl, and in my eyes, you’re hardly a trustworthy or benevolent person.”

Brinley was speechless.

Fairfax remained silent.

“So, think it over carefully,” Starla continued. “Do you want to give your son this one chance at survival? I’m not always this accommodating.”

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