He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 359

"So your entire family just decides to show up and kiss Scarlett's feet?"

"What, you kick me to the curb, and now you're just dying to roll out the red carpet for her?"

Sylvia stormed right up to Dominic and Elara, bypassing any basic pleasantries to launch directly into a shrill, aggressive interrogation.

Elara turned around in surprise. The moment she saw Sylvia, her warm smile vanished into thin air.

"Sylvia, what on earth are you talking about?"

"We are here at the invitation of an old friend to celebrate a beautiful baby. I highly suggest you stop making a fool of yourself and spreading baseless rumors."

Elara fought hard to keep her composure, but the icy glare she shot Sylvia betrayed her disgust.

When she thought about this woman—the daughter-in-law they had spoiled and protected for five years—having the sheer audacity to carry on an affair and pass off another man's child as a Croft...

Elara felt a sickening knot twist in her chest, suffocating her with suppressed rage.

Of course she was furious.

She and Dominic had lost count of the sleepless nights they'd spent since the truth came out, choking on the betrayal.

It was the greatest humiliation the Croft family had ever endured, something entirely unprecedented in their circles.

Yet, for the sake of the innocent child, they had swallowed their pride and kept the scandal quiet, choosing not to destroy her publicly.

And how did Sylvia repay that mercy? By marching up to them in public, demanding answers as if she were the victim.

"Oh, I get it now. You and Jacqueline are old friends, which means Scarlett and Julian have known each other this whole time!"

"No wonder Julian couldn't wait to divorce me, and Scarlett was so desperate to leave Yardley! You two damaged goods were hooking up the entire time!"

"But honestly, Mrs. Croft, if your family is willing to lower your standards for a woman like Scarlett, your precious 'prestigious' bloodline isn't worth much anyway! Thank God I got out of that toxic dump when I did!"

Sylvia gestured smugly toward her own banquet hall, raising an eyebrow.

"See that? I am the heiress to the Schmidt Properties empire now! I can have any man I want! I wouldn't take back your bland, flavorless son if you begged me!"

Ever since the Crofts had ruthlessly kicked her out without a moment's hesitation, Sylvia had been nursing a bitter grudge.

But because Dominic and Elara were completely absorbed in their respective careers and never bothered with high-society drama, Sylvia hadn't had a chance to confront them since the divorce.