A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 825

People who aren't alike don't become friends.

She used to doubt that saying. She used to think her personality was completely different from Starla's. She had even convinced herself that Darian was nothing like Fairfax.

But if they weren't alike, how could they be such close friends?

When pushed to the absolute brink, Starla had struck back flawlessly.

And Tanya? She was perfectly capable of doing the exact same thing...

The sharp intake of breath over the phone carried a chilling edge. "Wait for me to get back."

"I'm not waiting. Not even for one minute."

Wait?

That was exactly what Fairfax used to tell Starla. And Starla had waited.

And what did that waiting get her? What was her reward for all that patience?

So when Darian told Tanya to wait, she absolutely refused... she wouldn't do it.

"Do you have to do this?" Darian asked, his voice tight.

"Yes!"

Tanya spat the word out without a second's hesitation.

She absolutely had to. He had the nerve to walk out with Yulisa; he had lost the right to dictate how she reacted.

On the other end of the line, Darian didn't doubt for a second that she was unhinged enough to actually burn the place to the ground.

Finally, he relented. "Give the phone to the butler."

"It's on speaker. Say it."

"Let her go."

"Yes, sir." Receiving the order, the butler glanced at Tanya and stepped aside.

Satisfied with the outcome, Tanya prepared to hang up and walk out.

Before she could press the button, Darian's voice cut through, deadly serious. "If you dare touch that baby, I will personally wring your neck."

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