He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 168

"Oh, and let's not forget the architect of this whole disaster, Sylvia! Drag her down here and make her get on her knees to apologize to Scarlett!"

"Unless that happens, don't even dream about Scarlett stepping foot back in the Flynn house, and definitely don't dream about getting her daughter!"

Talia screamed her demands, slamming the table a few more times for emphasis. Her palms were stinging, but the absolute adrenaline rush of defending her best friend felt euphoric.

For years, she had quietly watched Scarlett swallow endless abuse. She had despised the Flynns with every fiber of her being, but for the sake of her friend's marriage, she had kept her mouth shut.

But the rules had changed. The era of playing nice was over, and the 'bestie-in-chief' had finally been taken off her leash.

At this point, she wasn't just willing to scream at the Flynns—if Scarlett handed her a machete, Talia would gladly charge the entire family head-on.

She didn't care about anything except getting justice for her best friend.

If it meant being the villain in the Flynns' eyes, she would wear that crown with pride.

She was going to spit every toxic, horrific thing they had ever done to Scarlett right back in their faces.

Clarissa's face turned ash gray as she shot up from her chair.

"Scarlett, are you really going to sit there and let your friend hurl these insults?"

"We swallowed our pride and came here today with complete sincerity to work this out. If you're going to let your friend spew this kind of garbage... you will never get an opportunity like this again."

Scarlett's expression remained perfectly still, her eyes devoid of a single ripple of emotion.

"My best friend speaks for me. Everything she just said is exactly what I want to say."

"Your family used to force me to apologize every time the wind blew in the wrong direction. In the five years I was married to your brother, I had to apologize to every single person in your household, even when I had absolutely no idea what I had done wrong."

"Now, I'm asking your mother and Sylvia to apologize to me. Is that really too much to ask?"

Clarissa was completely stunned.

Yardley was entirely speechless.

Yardley caught the dangerous shift in tone and immediately intervened.

"Clarissa, that's enough! Stop talking!"

"Forget it. You're just pouring gas on the fire. Leave. I'll handle things with Scarlett from here!"

Yardley had brought Clarissa along hoping she would help de-escalate the situation, but she was actively making it worse.

He pushed his sister's arm, desperately trying to get her out the door.

But the rough shove immediately triggered Clarissa's aristocratic temper.

Her fight-or-flight response kicked in, and she violently swung her hand, aiming a slap directly at Yardley's face.

But Yardley twisted his body at the exact wrong moment.

Clarissa's hand missed its target, and a split second later, it connected viciously with Scarlett's face!