A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 810

"I'm getting that exact same feeling," Starla admitted.

It wasn't just Tanya's paranoia; Starla's instincts were screaming at her too.

"You need to tell your brother about this immediately," Tanya urged.

This wasn't the time to play the fiercely independent card.

When the stakes were this high, nothing was more important than having the protection of a powerful family.

Starla hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Tanya asked.

"Sometimes, when it comes down to a lover and your family, you really need to side with your family," Tanya advised.

"I *did* tell my brother," Starla finally confessed. "And he basically just told me to trust Herbert."

That was the part that baffled Starla the most.

She had brought him a massive, glowing red flag, and Yardley had brushed it off like it was a minor scheduling conflict.

"Your brother did what...?"

"Yeah."

"Well... your brother is practically untouchable in Yoran Country. I'm sure he has the power to crush anyone who tries to pull a fast one on his turf."

"Yeah, I guess," Starla murmured, though she still felt uneasy.

It would be incredible if Yardley truly had everything under control.

But Herbert wasn't some street thug. He was a terrifyingly brilliant strategist.

They chatted for a few more minutes before saying their goodbyes.

Once the call ended, Starla was left sitting alone, a deep, unshakeable knot of anxiety tightening in her chest.

She hadn't left the estate all day.

Herbert hadn't joined her for breakfast, but Fairfax had relentlessly spammed her phone with texts.

Morning texts.

Afternoon texts.

Like the one currently lighting up her screen: *[Remember, keep your distance from Herbert. He is not a good guy!]*

Every single time Fairfax messaged her, he made sure to throw in a jab about Herbert being the villain.

As if Fairfax was some shining beacon of morality.

Starla rolled her eyes and tossed her phone onto the sofa. A few minutes later, Kael Shipley arrived.

"Is something on your mind, Miss?" Kael asked, immediately noticing the heavy tension in the room.

Starla shook her head, forcing a polite smile. "No, just tired."

She wasn't the type to trauma-dump her anxieties onto everyone she met.

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