A Widow's Poison A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 597

Starla had promised that everything would end once he signed the divorce papers she had prepared.

But Fairfax was no fool. After chain-smoking two cigarettes, he looked at her and asked, “Even if I sign them, will it really be over?”

“Of course. Once you all move out of the Yelchin family mansion, everything between us will be finished.”

Finished with her, perhaps. But the consequences would be far from over.

The phrase “move out of the Yelchin family mansion” made Fairfax clench his fist, crushing the cigarette butt in his hand. She wanted the entire Yelchin estate. The sheer ruthlessness of it was staggering.

His phone rang. It was Gabriel. “Sir, your uncles are causing a scene at the office.”

Fairfax rubbed his temples, which were throbbing with pain. He glanced at Starla, who had finished her breakfast and was now sitting on the sofa opposite him, the agreement resting on her lap. She looked utterly relaxed, as if she was certain he would break today and sign.

“Let them raise hell!” he snapped into the phone. “If the company goes under, we all go down together!”

He was already on edge and had no patience for this. When times were good, they had all praised him, singing his praises. But now? The moment Starla’s fire began to singe them, they couldn't handle it and started making trouble.

Furious, Fairfax hung up. Almost immediately, his phone rang again. This time, it was Harley Yelchin.

“Why are you still keeping that woman around?” Harley demanded as soon as the call connected. “Divorce her immediately! The Yelchin family can’t afford a woman like her.”

Clearly, Harley’s night in Maxlandia had been just as miserable.

Fairfax hung up and glared at Starla, who was still lounging on the sofa. “Are you satisfied now?” he demanded, his voice shaking with rage.

The entire Yelchin family, even the extended branches, had been thrown into chaos. Everyone was calling him to solve their problems, but he was powerless against her.

“If you don’t sign this today,” Starla said calmly, “I’ll start burning down the houses of your relatives.”

“You dare!” Fairfax shot to his feet, his body radiating a barely contained fury.

Starla just looked at him, her silence a challenge.

Faced with her quiet, defiant gaze, Fairfax’s anger slowly fizzled out.