He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 45

After a few seconds of tense silence, Yardley issued an order to Nathan.

"Check the balance on the bank card I gave my wife."

"Ma'am never touched that card," Nathan replied. "It's been in your mother's possession the entire time. Your mother handles all the expenses from it."

Yardley's eyes widened sharply. "What did you just say? She hasn't touched a single cent of it in five years? Then how did she..."

He was utterly shocked.

How could that be?

Over the past five years, the household expenses at Orchard Villa, his wardrobe, and even the expensive gifts she bought for him added up to a massive sum. It was far beyond what Scarlett's salary could cover.

Since the day he handed her the card, he hadn't asked a single question about it. He had naturally assumed she was using that money, which was why he had always felt completely at ease.

"No, she hasn't," Nathan confirmed. "Your mother kept a very close eye on her and wouldn't allow her to use a dime of your money. Ma'am has her pride, so she really didn't touch it. Moreover, she told me not to tell you, saying she was afraid of ruining the relationship between you and your mother."

Yardley let out a heavy sigh.

The Scarlett of the past had been such a considerate and understanding woman, always putting him first.

Despite suffering such a huge injustice, she hadn't thought to ask him to stand up for her, terrified of causing a rift between him and his mother.

But where had she gotten so much money to cover all those massive expenses over the past five years?

Could it be that Gordon Wyatt's words were completely true?

Did she really take on all sorts of freelance work on top of her job at Flynn Group?

An indescribable wave of guilt and sorrow washed over him, and his tone softened involuntarily.

"It seems she has a valid reason for causing such a scene lately. I've neglected her far too much."

"There's something I've always hesitated to say, so I've kept my mouth shut," Nathan admitted.

"Speak."

It seemed her move to The Grandview was no longer a secret. Even Corinne had managed to track down the address.

Thankfully, she now lived in a place with top-tier security, otherwise she would have been truly terrified.

Corinne wore a dark scowl. With her hands on her hips and an arrogant posture, she barged right in and plopped down on the sofa.

"Scarlett, I'll give you fifty million dollars to divorce Yardley. Sign the papers today, and sever all ties between your daughter and the Flynn family!"

"But I have one condition. From now on, you take your daughter and leave Bay City. It would be best if you disappeared forever and stopped bothering Yardley and Sylvia. What do you say?"

Corinne acted as if she were making a massive, painful sacrifice, displaying a haughty attitude that suggested this sum was an astronomical figure Scarlett could never hope to reach in her lifetime.

Scarlett stared coldly at Corinne. Nothing else Corinne said stirred a single emotion in her. But the cold, emotionless way she brought up her daughter sent a chill down her spine.

Corinne was Dawn's biological grandmother. Yet at that moment, Scarlett felt not a shred of familial affection from her.

Corinne's self-righteous demeanor made it seem as if her own granddaughter was nothing more than an unwanted burden the Flynn family desperately needed to discard.