He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 320

But in Dominic's eyes, Scarlett walked on water, while his own genius son was practically useless.

Watching their hilarious banter, Scarlett couldn't help but laugh, her eyes curving into bright crescents. She had assumed a powerful, old-money family like the Crofts would be bound by stifling rules and suffocating traditions—much like the toxic environment at the Flynn Manor.

She never imagined that Julian, who usually seemed so aloof and untouchable, was actually this playful and vibrant around his family. It was a refreshing revelation.

Chatting and laughing, the group headed to the cars. Scarlett had taken a cab, not wanting to draw attention with her Maserati, so she rode with Madeleine in Julian's Cullinan.

During the drive, Madeleine shared more stories about Julian's childhood, finally giving Scarlett a complete picture of his family dynamic.

She learned that Irvin wasn't Julian's biological brother, but his cousin. Irvin's parents had died in a tragic car accident when he was three, and Julian's parents had adopted him. Because of his heartbreaking past, his parents often spoiled Irvin, while taking a completely hands-off approach with Julian.

Julian grew up with total freedom, bouncing between his parents' and grandparents' houses. Both households believed in letting children discover their own passions without interference, pressure, or strict expectations. Whatever Julian showed an interest in, they supported unconditionally.

There was no such thing as a magical genius. It was just passion fueled by endless curiosity and the freedom to explore.

When Madeleine mentioned that an eight-year-old Julian had read every single book in her extensive library, Scarlett laughed out loud. She had been the exact same way—a total bookworm who devoured anything she could get her hands on. With her mother constantly out working and often coming home drunk, Scarlett had found her sanctuary in books. Her entire worldview had been shaped by the pages she read.

Her love for architecture had started with poetry. She loved the poems, and upon researching the author's life, she discovered she was also a pioneering architectural historian. That sparked the flame. Later, meeting Madeleine in high school had nurtured her innate talent for art and design, giving her the courage to pursue it.

Scarlett realized that while she and Julian had vastly different childhoods, the core of who they were—their insatiable drive to learn and create—was remarkably similar. A flutter of genuine excitement bloomed in her chest. Being able to dive deeper into architecture alongside someone who truly understood her was a dream come true.

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