He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 327

Yardley's face drained of color instantly, the veins in his temples bulging.

A sharp spike of pain distorted his features, stopping the breath in his lungs.

Her vice-like grip was a brutal reminder that Scarlett actually knew how to fight.

Thank God she hadn't used her full strength, or his manhood would have been history...

Yardley instantly backed off, retreating a solid three feet away, not daring to try anything physical again.

Scarlett glared at him like he was her worst enemy.

"You tried to force yourself on me once, twice, and now you want to make a habit of it? Let me make this crystal clear: do not push your luck!"

"If you back me into a corner, I'll take us both down! You ruin my mother's reputation, and I'll expose every single dirty secret your family has ever buried!"

"I don't play games, Yardley. Try me."

With that, she flipped on the guest room lights, her chest heaving with suffocating anger.

Yardley, looking thoroughly disheveled and ruffled, felt a vein pulsing in his forehead. "Scarlett."

Gritting his teeth in disbelief, he stepped forward and seized her wrist again. His grip was so tight he practically bruised her bones.

The tension in the room exploded.

His eyes were freezing cold. "You leaked the story about my dad. What else do you think you can expose?"

"Our family's code of conduct has always been spotless. What happened with my father was an anomaly. What else could you possibly have on us?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Scarlett let out a sharp, mocking laugh.

The reason Yardley always sided with his family was that, in his eyes, they were utterly flawless. Siblings who adored each other, parents who presented a perfect, loving united front.

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