He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 390

"The only reason she's walking around acting so high and mighty is because she knows she still holds all the cards with you. She knows you still care, and you don't have the heart to truly destroy her."

She took a step closer, invading his personal space, her voice dropping to a hypnotic, persuasive murmur. "But I don't have that problem. I don't know her, and I owe her nothing. Use me as your blade. I will deploy my resources and force her to her knees until she has no choice but to beg you for mercy."

Yardley's brow furrowed slightly as he stared intently at the woman before him.

He hated to admit it, but she was entirely right.

The only reason Scarlett had been able to wreak such absolute havoc on his life, humiliating him at every turn and reducing him to this pathetic state, was because... she knew he couldn't let her go.

If he actually wanted to crush Scarlett, with his power and influence, he had a thousand ways to ruin her life overnight.

But he couldn't pull the trigger. Not only could he not hurt her, but the second she was in danger, he lost his mind. He couldn't stand by and watch her get hurt—which was exactly why he had abandoned everything the second he saw her in trouble at the gas station today.

And yet, everything he did for her earned him absolutely zero gratitude. Just endless, agonizing humiliation.

Fine. If that was how she wanted to play it, he was done showing mercy.

Yardley's interest was finally piqued. "Let's hear it. What exactly do you have in mind?"

Veronica offered a chillingly perfect smile.

"All she wants right now is to prove herself in the design industry. She wants to show the world she doesn't need you to be successful. So, I will ensure she is blacklisted and blocked at every single turn. I'll make the industry a living hell for her until she's crawling back to you, begging for a lifeline."

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