He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 1049

She knew Yardley wasn't bluffing. If his mother, Corinne, decided to play hardball and drag her to court, every house, car, and diamond she had squeezed out of Franklin over the years could legally be repossessed. Corinne was the legal wife. Irene, no matter how many kids she popped out, was just the mistress.

The only reason she had dared to pull this stunt was because the Flynns were notoriously obsessed with saving face. She banked on them throwing money at her just to make the scandal vanish. She had watched Yardley grow up; she knew how desperately he craved perfection and how much he hated ugly confrontations.

But hearing him now, she realized she had severely miscalculated. Yardley had snapped. He exuded a dangerous, unhinged energy, like a man who truly had zero f***s left to give.

Still clinging to disbelief, Irene stammered, "Are... are you seriously going to let this blow up? I thought you cared about the family’s reputation! You—"

The word "reputation" hit Yardley like a sick joke. He let out a dark, booming laugh. "Reputation? Irene, do you honestly think the Flynn family has any dignity left to lose? Our name has been dragged through the mud by scandal after scandal! Don't talk to me about saving face. The house is burning down. Why would I care about the paint job?"

Irene flinched. "Then... what about my money..."

Yardley’s eyes narrowed into slits. "I’ve made myself perfectly clear. If you keep your head down and raise those kids quietly, I will send a monthly allowance from my father’s personal accounts. It will be enough to cover your living expenses and their education. I am doing this strictly to keep you quiet and out of my way, not out of some touching familial bond. Let me be very clear: Flynn Group’s shares belong to me. Your kids will never see a single percentage of this company."

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