He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 643

Startled, Scarlett yanked Julian's phone from his hand to look at the picture.

Her heart nearly leaped out of her chest!

The man in the photo sent by Julian's friend was practically skin and bones. He was the furthest thing from stocky!

That meant someone had already caught wind of their plan and managed to swap the real Neil out in a matter of minutes.

It was terrifying—and almost unfathomable!

The sheer danger of the situation left Scarlett and Julian staring at each other in horrified realization.

At that exact moment, a chaotic scuffle erupted over the line on Talia's end. A second later, the call went dead.

Scarlett redialed frantically, but it went straight to voicemail.

Pure panic set in!

Realizing that Talia had likely been captured, Scarlett's legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor.

Even the usually composed Julian felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. "Scarlett, don't panic. I'll figure something out."

"What else is there to figure out?!" Scarlett cried, her voice cracking. "Julian, think of something! We can't let anything happen to her. We absolutely cannot!"

Julian replied firmly, "I know. I'm calling Chatwin Wyatt right now. He handles international cases in Tyrellia all the time. He should have connections there."

Without missing a beat, Julian pulled out his phone and dialed Chatwin's number.

Scarlett immediately thought of her own brother. She pulled her phone back out and dialed him.

It was daytime where they were, meaning it was the dead of night in Country A where her brother was stationed. Yet, he picked up almost instantly.

"Julian is reaching out to his contacts too. No matter what, we have to save her!"

The man replied firmly, "Understood. Wait for my call."

The moment the call ended, Scarlett’s chaotic panic suddenly crystallized into an overwhelming, uncontrollable rage.

She was just about to dial Sylvia Stetson's number when her phone buzzed. Sylvia was calling her first.

Sylvia was still using a voice changer. As soon as Scarlett answered, a bizarre, distorted male voice hissed through the speaker.

"Well, well, Scarlett. I bet you're running around like a headless chicken right now, completely losing your mind."

"If I were you, I'd bash my head against a wall. Don't you feel like a curse? Everyone who gets close to you ends up suffering."

Scarlett trembled with blinding fury. She hit the record button and screamed into the receiver.