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A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 799

Summary for Chapter 799: A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion

Chapter summary: Chapter 799 from the book A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion by Harper Inkwell

Discover the most important events of Chapter 799, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion. With the engaging writing of Harper Inkwell, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

The next morning, Herbert arrived bright and early. Dressed in effortlessly tailored casual wear, he looked relaxed, yet radiated an unmistakable aura of power and wealth.

Thanks to Yardley's strict instructions the night before, Starla was treating her new responsibilities with absolute gravity. Knowing Yardley was dealing with massive fires and wouldn't be back for days made her realize how little time she had to get up to speed.

When Herbert walked in, Reba was just finishing the day's briefing.

"Add one more module to the schedule," Starla instructed Reba.

Herbert didn't know what the module was, but seeing Reba shadowing her made it obvious that Starla was diving deep into Hoggart family affairs. He wisely kept his mouth shut.

He took a seat across from her as the staff quickly brought out breakfast.

He was a bit later than yesterday. Starla glanced at him, looking like she wanted to say something, but ultimately pressed her lips together.

Herbert instantly felt the icy distance between them.

He gave her a warm, breathtaking smile.

Honestly, when the man wasn't plotting something diabolical, his charm was utterly lethal. Very few women on earth could remain unaffected by that kind of gaze. Even Starla, who had sworn off blind romance, felt her heart flutter under the weight of his gentle stare.

"Why so quiet?" Herbert asked softly.

"I'm just exhausted from the past two days. I don't have the energy to talk."

The truth was, she didn't know what to say. Garret was still digging. She just prayed he wouldn't unearth something that would permanently shatter her trust in him.

"Starla."

"Hm?"

"You can ask me anything," Herbert said, his voice lowering intimately. "I want us to be completely transparent with each other."

Starla's grip on her spoon tightened until her knuckles turned white. She shot him a guarded look but didn't say a word. She just stared at him, her eyes searching his.

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