A Widow's Poison A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 613

Standing outside in the freezing wind, Brinley felt the world spinning around her. The colors drained from her surroundings, leaving everything in stark, suffocating gray.

"Did... did Mom call you?" she choked out, desperately trying to salvage her image. "You can't listen to her. She's just lashing out because she's grieving!"

In her mind, the only people capable of bringing a retired legend like Justin Gass out of hiding were Fairfax or Starla. Since Starla was an impenetrable fortress of hostility, Fairfax was her only shot. She banked on the lingering sense of duty he felt toward Faraday.

But the moment he spat the word 'bastard,' her fragile hopes shattered.

She knew exactly what it meant if Fairfax firmly believed the child was Felix's. Her status in the Yelchin family was obliterated, and without the child's legitimacy, Felix would discard her like trash. Her backup plan was turning to dust.

Before Fairfax could respond, she forced a wet, trembling sob. "If even you won't believe me, I don't know who will. If that's how it is, I'll just take Faraday's child and join him in the grave."

She delivered the ultimatum with masterful heartbreak.

"That is not my brother's child," Fairfax replied, his voice devoid of a single ounce of warmth.

"He is!"

She had to stand her ground. As long as she didn't break character, there was a chance Fairfax might waver. She thought her emotional blackmail would work just like it always had.

She was dead wrong.

This wasn't a minor domestic dispute. This was the murder of his brother.

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