He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 146

Corinne had completely lost her mind, hovering on the brink of absolute madness.

"There is nothing in Bay City that the Flynn family cannot handle," she snarled.

"It's just La Belle Nuit. Burn it to the ground. I want to see how Jacqueline and Scarlett act tough without it."

"I don't care if it's the number one club in the city. From this day forward, I want it to disappear completely. I want that mother and daughter to burn in hell."

After screaming a frantic string of orders into the phone, Corinne aggressively cut the call.

Gwen smiled in satisfaction as she pressed stop on the recording, saving the audio safely to her phone. She exchanged a knowing glance with Sylvia, a sly smirk playing on her lips.

Sylvia raised an eyebrow.

"Mom, you recorded a phone call with Aunt Corinne for evidence? Isn't that a little ruthless?"

Gwen scoffed lightly. "With a crime this big, I need leverage. What if your aunt tries to pin the blame entirely on us when the fallout hits? It's just a precaution."

Sylvia nodded with a smile, opting to say nothing more. Instead, she pulled out her phone and dialed the contact she had already prepared for the job.

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Late that night.

Scarlett personally cooked a few dishes to welcome Jacqueline home.

It was the first time in ages that the mother and daughter had managed to sit down for a quiet dinner together, now with a tiny new addition by their side.

Jacqueline finished her meal and delicately dabbed her mouth with a napkin.

"You must have cooked for Yardley quite a bit these past few years. The food actually tastes good."

Scarlett offered an awkward smile. "Yeah."

Jacqueline gave her a pointed look, her tone laced with disappointment.

"You poured your heart out to him, and what did it get you? I told you from the very beginning to stay far away from the Flynn family. You refused to listen, and now you really had to learn the hard way, didn't you?"

In the past, Scarlett would have instantly started a shouting match over a comment like that.

But now that she was a mother herself, she finally understood a parent's love. Her temper had mellowed significantly. She knew Jacqueline had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, so she simply let her speak.

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