A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 951

Yoran Country. Things had been feeling off for the past three days since Starla's phone call.

Amos had historically always been the one taking a beating from Yardley.

Because of a certain someone in the past, Amos never fought back, no matter how unhinged Yardley acted.

But these past three days, he did fight back. And his methods were growing increasingly ruthless.

Yardley's mood had been foul. Not only was Amos hitting his operations, but Herbert's assets were taking heavy collateral damage as well.

Down in the underground wine cellar, Yardley popped the cork on a bottle of red.

Herbert swirled the liquid in his glass. "Amos isn't the useless coward you made him out to be."

Before this, Yardley had painted Amos as a complete pushover. Yet, somehow, this supposed pushover had managed to steal that person's heart! Consequently, whenever Yardley retaliated against him over the years, Amos had just taken it like a coward.

But now?

Herbert certainly didn't think Amos was the fool Yardley claimed he was.

Yardley's jaw tightened. "Do you really think the events of these past three days were born from his intellect?"

"Are you saying they weren't?"

"He's not smart enough to orchestrate a layout like this," Yardley said coldly.

They had known Amos for years. Sure, he occasionally fought back, but his strikes were always harmless, little more than an annoyance. That was the absolute limit of his strategic capabilities.

But this was entirely different.

Herbert frowned. "Then what are you saying?"

"Starla... she might actually be helping him."

Taking such a massive shipment right out from under them required a level of calculation Amos simply didn't possess. Combined with Starla's phone call three days ago, the truth was obvious.

Because of Fairfax, she had positioned herself completely against them.

Herbert's face darkened at the realization. "What do we do now?"

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