He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 400

"My partnership with Scarlett is purely based on fate. She's a rare talent, and I'm just the one who recognized it. That's all."

"If I wanted revenge, I'd go after Yardley and Sylvia, the two who actually started all this. Why would I ever have the heart to hurt Scarlett? She's the only true victim in this entire circus."

He took a deep breath, his voice steady and firm. "Not only will I never hurt her, but I will do everything I can to protect her. I want to help her step out of this shadow as soon as possible so she can be the radiant Scarlett she was always meant to be."

"Harbour, you're overthinking it."

With that, Julian hung up.

Listening to the dial tone, Harbour stood frozen for a moment before a huge weight finally lifted off his chest.

He had always had a lot of respect for Scarlett. She was resilient and independent, maintaining her dignity even in the worst of circumstances. He didn't want to see a good woman like her get dragged through the mud again.

Hanging up his phone, Harbour was just about to start his car and leave.

Suddenly, through his windshield, he saw the back door of Yardley's black Bentley swing violently open nearby.

Yardley stormed out of the car, looking utterly furious. His tie was yanked askew, two buttons on his dress shirt had popped open, and he radiated volatile, unhinged rage.

He yelled aggressively at the driver, his voice echoing sharply across the quiet parking lot. "Take Ms. Stetson home! Right now! Immediately! I'll catch a cab!"

Sylvia, still refusing to give up, leaned her head out the window. Her delicate face was streaked with tears, and her eyes were wide with pitiful desperation. "Yardley, you're drunk, and it's cold out! Just let me come to your house and take care of you, please? I'm just so worried about you..."

Yardley's patience completely snapped. The veins on his forehead bulged as he pointed at the car door, roaring through gritted teeth, "Get lost! Drive the car! Get her out of here! Don't make me say it twice!"

Terrified, the driver didn't dare hesitate for a second. He hit the gas, and the car sped off into the night.

Watching Yardley stumble away, Harbour couldn't help but shake his head, utterly bewildered.

You could say Yardley didn't care about Sylvia, yet his actions constantly proved that he prioritized her above everyone else.

It had to be that bitch Scarlett! She must still have a place in his heart!

That had to be it!

Once again, Sylvia piled all the blame for her misery squarely onto Scarlett's shoulders.

She whipped out her phone, dialed Scarlett's number, and immediately started screaming the second the call connected. "Scarlett, you complete bitch! You ruined my life! You ruined everything I have, and you're going to pay for it! I swear I won't let you off easily!"

Scarlett had blocked Sylvia's old number a long time ago and didn't expect her to call from a new one.

Jolted awake in the middle of the night, Scarlett's nerves instantly frayed, and her exhaustion flared into pure, unadulterated rage.

Gripping the phone, she unleashed a merciless verbal assault, her voice cutting like a glacier.

"What kind of feral street rat is barking into my phone in the middle of the night? Get lost!"