A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 946

"What else are you supposed to do? Go back to Yoran Country?" Romy shot back. "Seymour and I risked everything to smuggle you out. Don't be an idiot."

"Amos is taking the fall for something that isn't his fight."

Amos had simply honored Fairfax's dying wish to secure Starla's safety, and now his own empire was burning because of it.

Romy sighed. It was the definition of collateral damage. "Look, just don't overthink it. When the boss took this job, he knew there would be fallout. These losses are just temporary."

Amos wasn't naive. When he accepted Fairfax's request, he had calculated the risks. Starla was tied to Herbert, and she was the princess of the Hoggart family. Both factions were bound to tear the world apart looking for her. Knowing all that, Amos still took the job, which meant he had a contingency plan.

Starla fell silent.

"Anyway, what do you want for lunch?" Romy asked, changing the subject.

"Whatever," Starla replied distractedly, turning on her heel and heading back to her room.

Seymour watched her go, then glared at Romy. "You talk too much."

"She was going to find out eventually," Romy defended.

Keeping her in the dark forever wasn't an option. Besides, sometimes secrets did more harm than good. If someone had just explained why Herbert was protecting Brinley from the start, maybe Starla would have understood. Keeping her in the dark had only allowed her resentment to fester until it became toxic.

"If the boss finds out, you're getting penalized," Seymour warned before walking away.

Romy pouted at his retreating back. "He's too busy putting out fires to care right now!"

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Back in her room, Starla sank into a chair, her mind a turbulent mess of memories. Images of Fairfax and Herbert played on a loop in her head.

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