A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1303

Exactly. The moment Starla realized her father didn't actually have Fairfax, she knew exactly how to play Yardley.

She had set the trap purely to screw him over.

"Let him be mad," Romy said vindictively.

"She's his sister anyway. What's he going to do about it?"

Jane nodded. "Fair point!"

For years, Yardley had been untouchable. Seeing him get swindled by his own flesh and blood would be a refreshing change of pace.

If it worked, even better.

"But where is Fairfax, then?" Romy wondered aloud. "He couldn't have just vanished into thin air."

He just disappeared, right here in Maxlandia!

If anyone was itching to put a bullet in him right now, it was Elmer.

Susanna's mere existence was enough to send him into a blinding rage.

Adding Fairfax to the mix—a man obsessed with his daughter—was a guaranteed death sentence.

So Elmer must be out for blood right now!

"Who knows?" Starla shrugged nonchalantly.

She didn't care.

As long as those lucrative mines ended up in her name, everything else was white noise.

Jane was an exceptional marksmanship instructor.

By the end of the morning, Starla's accuracy had drastically improved, and the intimidating weight of the firearm no longer frightened her.

True to Jane's word, her teaching was foolproof!

The three of them grabbed a quick lunch before parting ways, leaving Romy to accompany Starla.

Starla's eyes fell on the dazzling diamond necklace resting against Romy's collarbone.

Romy followed her gaze. "Gorgeous, right? Jane gave it to me."

"She seems to love handing out gifts."

"Oh, definitely."

Romy nodded!

Every time they met, Jane would casually toss her something she called a "little trinket."

But one look at the sheer carat size proved they were anything but little.

"She gave you something too?"

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