He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 582

"Alright, Scarlett, we're all adults here. Don't let some sick prankster get under your skin. If someone really wants to come after us, we're not exactly easy targets either. Don't worry, we won't back down. We're in this together."

Hearing this, Scarlett nodded and forced a faint smile. Pulling out her phone, she immediately dialed Stellan's number.

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Meanwhile, at Flynn Manor.

The atmosphere inside the study was suffocating.

Yardley stood by the desk, his gaze lowered as he listened to his father, Franklin, tearing into him.

"Yardley, I'm seriously starting to doubt your competence!" Franklin slammed a folder onto the desk. "You can't even handle one woman, and now the company's stock is tanking. The shareholders are furious! They're banding together, demanding you be stripped of your CEO title!"

Yardley pressed his lips into a thin line, remaining silent.

"I told you a long time ago—you need to be decisive! Either find a way to win Scarlett back and make her toe the line, or divorce her immediately! But you had to drag your feet, and look where that indecision got you! It's been hanging over our heads this whole time!"

"And now? She's walked away with your shares and has leverage over you!"

Franklin was shaking with rage. "You better watch yourself at tomorrow's shareholder meeting! If you don't secure this partnership with Thorne Industries, you can kiss your CEO position goodbye!"

Yardley lifted his head, meeting his father's gaze with calm indifference. "Dad, Scarlett and I have already finalized the divorce. As for the Thorne Industries deal, just give me a little more time. I'll get it done."

"Finalized it?" Franklin sneered. "Your version of 'finalizing' means caving to all her demands, doesn't it? Yardley, since when did you let a woman walk all over you like this?"

Franklin never expected his usually compliant son to speak to him this way.

His face flushed purple as he roared, "You're out of line! Utterly out of line!"

Trembling violently with anger, his chest heaving, he pointed a shaking finger at Yardley. "Do you think you're untouchable now? You think you can talk to me like that?!"

"Dad! We will never agree to you removing Yardley from his position! And we certainly won't let you divorce Mom!"

Before Yardley could respond, the study doors burst open.

The three Flynn sisters walked in, supporting Corinne. The four of them wore matching expressions of cold determination, looking as if they were ready to wage an all-out war.