[Veronica: I'm not mistaken, it's a hard fact! Sylvia, what is wrong with you? How could you know absolutely nothing about your own ex-husband?]
[Sylvia: ...]
Melanie Flynn, who had been quietly reading the chat, couldn't hold back anymore.
[Melanie: Veronica, what's the point of bringing all this up?]
[Veronica: I'm saying Julian Croft is dangerously powerful. He might be even harder to deal with than Scarlett. You guys better watch your backs.]
Veronica's words stabbed directly into Sylvia's sore spot.
[Sylvia: Yeah... He's always been impossible to read. We were together for five years, and my knowledge of him is practically zero.]
Melanie scoffed dismissively.
[Melanie: Who cares! Right now, I just want him and Scarlett dead! They deserve each other. We should take them both down!]
By this time, Veronica had arrived back at her mansion.
She locked her bedroom door and threw herself onto her massive bed.
Staring at the expensive intel she had just purchased, she realized there was barely any text on Julian. But the few candid photos of him completely arrested her attention, making her stare unabashedly.
He was gorgeous.
That clean, refined, almost princely elegance struck a chord deep within her, making her heart skip a beat.
How could Bay City be hiding a man who was handsomer, richer, and seemingly more capable than Yardley Flynn?
Why was Yardley a household name while Julian remained completely off her radar?
As she scrutinized the photos, wild ambition and desire surged in Veronica's eyes.
The only reason Scarlett had been winning was that idiots like Sylvia and Melanie were too weak to crush her.
But with Veronica stepping onto the battlefield, Scarlett was going to lose everything!
She was going to rip both Yardley's and Julian's attention away from Scarlett and make them orbit her instead!
A vicious glint flashed in her eyes. She sat up abruptly and dialed her assistant, her voice turning lethal.
"Pull the medical records for Scarlett Langley's daughter at Mercy Hospital. I want every single detail."
"Also, have our legal team draft a contract for the S-Class cultural tourism town project immediately. I'm going to partner with Croft Design Studio, but hide lethal clauses in the contract. Maximize the liability and risk on the designers..."
She paused, a cruel smirk playing on her lips.
"Because the point isn't to work with them. The point is to make sure this project ruins Scarlett Langley for good!"

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