He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 1033

Franklin stared blankly at the impeccably formatted document resting on the desk, his pupils constricting.

He had assumed Yardley was simply handing him a standard asset division agreement for the divorce.

But when his eyes caught the bolded title—*The Flynn Family Asset Segregation and Equity Confirmation Final Agreement*—every ounce of hope and greedy ambition in his chest turned to ice.

Yardley sat impeccably composed, his expression devoid of a single ripple of emotion. It was as if the man sitting across from him wasn't his father, but a corporate liability he was about to terminate.

"Take your time, Dad," Yardley said softly, though his tone carried an absolute, suffocating authority. "I've been drafting this for months. It wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision."

"The latest financial reports are in. Our corporate deficit has surpassed the ten-billion mark."

"I am willing to take on this absolute nightmare of a company. I'm willing to risk everything to save it. But from this second forward, all primary equity, fixed assets, project revenues, and liquid capital belong exclusively to me."

"You will retain the title of Honorary Chairman. You will have zero signing authority, zero capital allocation rights, and absolutely zero control over any corporate assets."

Franklin's fingers trembled violently as he picked up the pages. The more he read, the paler his face became.

This agreement was a direct, lethal strike to his plans. It utterly annihilated his dream of quietly siphoning out a billion dollars per child into offshore trusts.

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