He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 223

The voice belonged to Corinne Quinn.

Hearing that Yardley had skipped work for a week to play supervisor at the La Belle Nuit site, Corinne had been furious. She dragged Melanie along and stormed over to the construction site, practically breathing fire.

The moment they reached the stairs, they overheard Jacqueline's demands. Corinne felt like her head was going to explode.

She charged forward, hands on her hips, standing in front of Jacqueline—who was half a head taller—and practically stood on her tiptoes to assert dominance.

"Jacqueline! You think way too highly of yourself and your daughter!"

"Do you really think my son can't survive without her? Let me tell you, socialites are lining up from Bay City to Sterling City for a chance to marry into our family! And you want all of us to apologize to you? In your dreams!"

Jacqueline stood calmly, crossing her arms, and gave her a leisurely, disdainful look.

"Corinne, please get your facts straight. Your son is the one clinging to my daughter, refusing to let go. As for your apologies, I couldn't care less. Because after the filthy things you've pulled, even if you begged on your knees, I would never forgive you in this lifetime."

Corinne was speechless. She wanted to argue back, but as she opened her mouth, she realized she had absolutely zero ground to stand on.

The facts were glaringly obvious. Scarlett had caused a massive public spectacle for the sole purpose of getting a divorce. Yet her foolish son, who had never seemed to care much about his wife before, was now clinging to the marriage for dear life, even stooping to act as a foreman on his mother-in-law's construction site. It was infuriating.

Seeing her mother at a loss, Melanie immediately stepped up with a cold sneer.

"Tsk. 'Clinging to your daughter'? My brother only cares because of the baby. That child is Flynn blood. As for your daughter, nobody wants her!"

"If she wants a divorce, fine! Tell Scarlett to hand Dawn back to our family and walk away with absolutely nothing. If she does that, I guarantee my brother will sign the papers in a heartbeat!"

"If she wants a divorce, those are the terms! Otherwise, she can pack up, bring the kid back home, and go back to playing the good little wife!"

"With your family's background, she should have been thanking her lucky stars we even let her through the door! Asking for weddings and gifts? The fact that my parents allowed her into the family was the greatest charity she could ever ask for!"

"Jacqueline, just because my parents and brother won't say it, doesn't mean I won't! Look at the whole of Bay City—how many prestigious families would actually take someone like her in? Frankly, our family's luck was perfectly fine until she gave birth. Now, we're drowning in scandals and chaos. No wonder they say a man has to marry a woman who actually brings prosperity, not a curse..."

Melanie ranted with wild abandon, practically spitting as she spoke, her face twisted in a smug, arrogant sneer.

Hearing all this, Corinne secretly applauded her daughter. She wasn't quick-witted enough to win an argument herself.

Dealing with a woman like Jacqueline required her sharp-tongued daughter... bringing her back from Country A was the best decision she'd ever made.