He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 102

Corinne pointed a sharp finger directly at Scarlett, making it crystal clear who she was calling "trash."

Amelia's face drained of color, alternating between pale and flushed. She was so furious she nearly passed out.

"You have a lot of nerve, Corinne! You call your own daughter-in-law trash, but do you think you're any better? Jacqueline ran a legitimate business and paid off massive debts all on her own! Unlike you. You're nothing but a leech sucking the Flynn family dry! Did you honestly think all the dirty little secrets you've buried would stay hidden forever? Don't test me, or I'll air out every single piece of your dirty laundry!"

Amelia was a formidable attorney, and she proved it. She didn't need to use profanity to deliver a fatal blow.

Corinne's expression froze. Instinctively, she lunged forward, raising her long, manicured nails to claw at Amelia's face.

Scarlett reached out and locked an iron grip around Corinne's wrist. The sharp, murderous glare Scarlett gave her sent a primal shiver down Corinne's spine, making her involuntarily shrink back.

"You want to act like a lunatic? Fine. I'll deal with you three alone. Leave the innocent bystanders out of this."

"Let's take this to the terrace. There's plenty of space out there."

After saying that, Scarlett rolled her neck to loosen up and strode out the door without waiting for an answer.

Watching Scarlett's defiant back, Corinne felt her blood pressure skyrocket.

"Scarlett, you're the one who suggested the terrace. Don't come crying to me later!"

"We are respectable women of high society, completely unlike a feral shrew like you. We won't even need to dirty our own hands."

Without looking back, Scarlett's calm voice drifted down the hallway.

"Fine. Just bring it."

Corinne turned to Gwen. "Did you see that? The sheer arrogance! Doesn't a daughter-in-law like that desperately need to be taught a lesson?"

Gwen was already seething. "If I were you, I wouldn't have waited this long! I would have beaten her into submission ages ago!"

Sylvia chimed in with her usual sugary, innocent tone. "What are you worried about, Aunt Corinne? She's entirely alone, and we have numbers on our side. There's no way we're walking away from this at a disadvantage."

"Exactly," Corinne spat viciously. "She's the one who declared war and invited us to the terrace. If she isn't afraid, why should we be?"

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