Talia finished her rant and slammed the door shut with a resounding *bang* that left the doorframe trembling.
Yardley's expression instantly grew grim.
The sheer amount of information in Talia's furious outburst was staggering. He couldn't process it all at once.
She had found a richer, more powerful man?
And this guy had bought a luxury house for their daughter?
How was that possible?
In his mind, ever since Scarlett married him, she had maintained an intense work schedule. Her social circle was simple, almost transparent.
He had never seen her get too close to any other man—except Gordon Wyatt.
Recalling Gordon's cryptic words the other day, a suffocating wave of dread surged in Yardley's chest.
Could Gordon have feelings for Scarlett?
They were high school classmates, and their relationship back then was extraordinarily close.
Gordon had mentioned Scarlett in front of him more than once, praising her as the most independent, unpretentious woman he had ever met.
Yardley got back into his car, his fingers stiff as he dialed Gordon's number.
This was the first time Yardley had reached out since their last heated argument.
The phone rang for a long time before Gordon finally picked up. His tone was as distant as a wall of ice.
"What is it?"
The sheer alienation made Yardley deeply uncomfortable. He cut straight to the chase.
"Where is Scarlett? Did you hide her?"
Gordon scoffed, his voice dripping with disbelief.
"She's your wife. Why the hell would I hide her?"
Yardley was choked into silence.
Gordon was right. Scarlett was his wife, yet lately, he felt like she had completely slipped from his grasp, as if she had never belonged to him in the first place.
Softening his tone, Yardley tried to fish for more information.
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