A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 948

Before the butler could finish, Herbert was already taking the stairs two at a time, heading straight for Yardley's study.

He pushed the door open to find Yardley scowling at his monitor. Seeing Herbert barge in, Yardley barked into the microphone, "We're done for today!" and slammed his laptop shut.

"What is your problem?" Yardley snapped, clearly annoyed. He absolutely despised being interrupted during meetings.

Herbert ignored the hostility and dropped onto the sofa across from him.

Noticing Herbert's dark expression, Yardley raised an eyebrow. "What's with the face?"

"Is she going to be back in time for the wedding?" Herbert demanded.

Yardley stared at him.

"I don't think you're pushing Amos hard enough," Herbert pressed.

"You think I'm not being ruthless enough?" Yardley shot back, his tone laced with venom. To suggest he was holding back against Amos was laughable. The problem was that, despite the crushing pressure, Amos still refused to surrender Starla. It proved that his bond with Fairfax Yelchin was practically unbreakable.

Herbert pulled out a cigarette. Before he could light it, his phone buzzed violently. Expecting a business call, he glanced at the screen and froze. It was Starla.

"It's Starla," he announced, looking up at Yardley.

Yardley instantly sprang into action, fingers flying across his keyboard to boot up a tracing program. "Answer it."

Herbert hit accept and put it on speaker.

The moment the line connected, Starla's voice cut through the silence. "Running a trace on my location right now, aren't you?"

"Starla..." Herbert started, trying to sound wounded.

"Do you always have to resort to such disrespectful tactics?" she asked sharply.

The accusation hit them both. Herbert and Yardley exchanged a guilty look.

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