He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 653

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The sudden force of Stellan's kick sent Sylvia stumbling backward until she slammed heavily into the wall.

She clutched her swollen wrist, her face as pale as a sheet, yet her eyes still burned with a chilling, venomous hatred.

"Why you, Scarlett?!"

Sylvia shrieked hysterically. "Why do you always manage to dodge a bullet?! Why do all these men circle around you like dogs?!"

"And what about me?! I have nothing! I've lost everything because of you! Why?!"

Sylvia simply couldn't understand it!

She had planned to use Kane as her ultimate trump card to make Scarlett taste the bitter pain of loss and regret.

But she never imagined that someone would risk their life to save Talia from such a deadly situation.

Right now, she felt not a shred of remorse, only a maddening confusion as to why Scarlett always had such impossibly good luck.

Seeing the blood dripping from Julian's arm, Scarlett didn't even hesitate. She used the fruit knife to slice open her own shirt, tearing off a long strip of fabric, and wrapped it tightly around Julian's wound.

Once the bleeding was under control, Scarlett lifted her cold gaze and walked slowly toward Sylvia.

She crouched down, looking straight into her eyes.

"Do you want to know why?"

"The reason you've ended up here, the reason you've taken a winning hand and trashed it, is because your heart is rotten. Your mind is filled with nothing but malice."

"Sylvia, you had a much higher starting point in life than I did. Back when I had to work child labor jobs just to help my mom pay off debts, you were already a pampered little princess."