He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 583

Franklin looked up, stunned to see Corinne standing there with their daughters, especially Catherine, who had surprisingly returned from abroad.

Corinne took a deep breath and walked right up to him.

"Franklin, Yardley is your flesh and blood. He's your only son and the rightful heir to the Flynn Group. Since he took over as CEO, he's poured his heart and soul into this company. How could you, his own father, bear to force him out during the toughest moment of his life? You're not just breaking your son's heart; you're breaking all of ours!"

"And let me make one thing very clear. I will never grant you a divorce. If you keep pushing Yardley, if you keep pushing me, I will hold a press conference and let the public be the judge of all this!"

With her three daughters and son standing by her side, Corinne finally found the courage to stand up to Franklin.

"You... you people!" Franklin stammered, his finger trembling as he pointed at Corinne, his chest heaving. "Are you trying to gang up on me? You've got some nerve!"

Clarissa frowned and stepped forward, her tone icy. "Dad, we're not ganging up on you. We're trying to protect this family."

"After what you did with Irene Sommers and those illegitimate children, don't you think you owe us all an apology?"

Displaying a toughness she rarely showed, Clarissa continued, "Let's be clear. If you insist on ousting Yardley for Irene's sake, we, along with the senior board members, will stand firmly behind him at tomorrow's meeting."

"Fine... just fine! You really are my wonderful children!"

Franklin's face turned a mottled gray. He swept a dark, furious glare over the room before fixing his eyes on Yardley.

"I don't necessarily want to strip you of your title. But given the current mess, are you actually capable of fixing it?"

"The company's stock is plummeting. Internal management is a disaster. Half the design department walked out with Scarlett! Right now, we don't even have a decent designer on staff to draft anything worthwhile. How are we supposed to bid on top-tier projects?"

If he lost his CEO position, Irene would take over. And if his father pushed through the divorce... he, his mother, and his sisters would be entirely cut out.

He had dealt with Irene Sommers before. Underneath her gentle facade lay the mind of a brilliantly calculating manipulator.

She had laid low for years, bearing three children in secret, all to secure Franklin's heart and pave the way for her offspring's future.

Now, his father was clearly under her spell, seriously considering swapping out his heir. For Yardley, this was a massive red flag.

Clarissa stepped up and patted his shoulder. "I'll figure out a way to handle the design department crisis. But the cash flow is a massive problem. If it goes on too long, we'll go under. We need to secure a massive investment to survive this..."

Yardley frowned, the air around him suffocatingly tense as he let out a heavy sigh.