He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 158

"Option two: You go negotiate with Sylvia and your aunt. My terms for a private settlement are that they cover all the renovation costs for La Belle Nuit, compensate for all the business losses, and..." Scarlett looked directly into Yardley's eyes, taking a deep breath. Her voice was laced with absolute finality. "...you must sign the divorce papers."

Yardley's pupils contracted violently, and he instinctively gasped, "Scarlett, you're still insisting on a divorce?"

There was not a trace of the old tenderness or hesitation in her eyes. She simply nodded. "Yes."

Without another word, she turned and walked swiftly out of the booth. She didn't care about the process anymore; she only cared about the results. Her ultimate goal tonight was never actually to throw Sylvia and Gwen in prison. It was always to secure these two conditions.

La Belle Nuit had been open for nearly ten years. Jacqueline had planned to remodel it once she returned from Australia anyway. Sylvia and Gwen had just conveniently provided the perfect excuse and funding.

"Yardley, is Scarlett gone?" Sylvia cried, treating him like her personal savior as she lunged into his arms. "She is so arrogant and cruel! You have to rein her in! You can't let her keep getting away with this!" The humiliation she suffered tonight was the worst of her life. She was boiling with a vicious, unplaceable hatred for Scarlett.

She was just about to pout and play the victim when a resounding slap echoed through the room, striking her with such force that she was thrown entirely across the floor.