He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 357

Despite his fury, Yardley was still the CEO of the Flynn Group. He hadn't completely lost his grip on reality.

This was a matter of bloodline and the future of the Flynn family. It demanded absolute certainty.

If he made a mistake now, there would be no coming back from it.

He remembered how Julian had run three separate paternity tests before finally confirming Caleb wasn't his. Yardley refused to act impulsively.

Moreover, despite his deep-seated resentment toward Scarlett and Julian, his subconscious refused to believe the woman he had known—the resilient, sensible Scarlett—was capable of something so depraved.

But Melanie jumped up, pointing a furious finger right at his face.

"Are you seriously still protecting her? Look at how ruthless she is! She sent our mother to prison! She is pure evil!"

"Yardley, I personally collected the DNA samples! I personally delivered them! The report is right there in black and white—that bastard is not yours!"

"How long are you going to keep lying to yourself? Today is the perfect opportunity to destroy her!"

"She booked her party on the exact same day, at the exact same hotel, right next to Sylvia's gala. She is deliberately provoking us! How much more of this are you going to take?"

"Has she ever, for a single second, respected you as a father or a husband?"

Every word Melanie spat felt like a knife twisting in Yardley's gut.

His face was a mask of iron, his eyes freezing over as he spoke with chilling finality.

"I don't care what she does. I have my own boundaries. Until I personally run another DNA test, I will not do anything that could potentially harm that child!"

"You—" Melanie choked.

Yardley rubbed his exhausted temples and cut her off.

"Enough. Today is Sylvia's day. Don't make the Schmidt family think our house is in chaos. Sylvia, get yourself together and go greet your guests."

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