A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 773

Who would willingly step into the crosshairs to protect Brinley unless their own neck was on the line? But whose secret had Brinley managed to uncover?

The vibration of her phone snapped Starla out of her thoughts. Glancing at the screen, she saw a local Yoran Country number.

"Hello?"

"It's me."

It was Harriet Seabrook. She was currently trapped in Yoran Country, and her tone was a stark contrast to her usual viciousness. She sounded defeated. The arrogance was entirely gone, replaced by a desperate, humbling edge that caught Starla off guard. Harriet had always been a woman with an iron backbone—stubborn, ruthless, and totally unreasonable. If she wanted something, she simply took it, steamrolling anyone in her path. Her senseless cruelty had made her enemies out of half the high society wives in Marina City.

"Mrs. Seabrook," Starla greeted, her voice dripping with lazy amusement.

Through the line, the icy tension from Harriet was palpable. Being addressed so formally felt like a slap in the face. It was a title of respect—something Starla clearly didn't have a shred of for her.

Harriet took a ragged breath. "Let's meet. Please."

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