He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 682

And sitting right beside him was Veronica Thorne.

Scarlett wasn't surprised to see them.

She knew her ex-husband's personality. She knew he was deeply obsessed with the title of association president. His previous resignation had been a forced strategic retreat. Now, he was desperately hyping up Flynn Group in a bid to secure enough votes to reclaim his throne today.

As for Veronica, her public title was VP of Thorne Industries. Since her family's company was now a major partner of Flynn Group, she naturally secured a front-row seat.

But the two of them were completely shocked to see Scarlett.

After all, today's event was strictly an exclusive gathering of high-level corporate executives.

Who did Scarlett think she was?

The owner of a tiny, irrelevant design studio actually had the nerve to show her face at a summit like this?

Was she just trying to crash the party to get Yardley's attention?

The moment Veronica spotted her, her expression turned icy.

Even though she and Scarlett hadn't formally clashed yet, the natural, seething animosity was always there.

The mere thought that this woman had hogged Yardley for years and even had a child with him made Veronica feel like she was being stabbed with needles.

Crashing any other event would be one thing, but daring to show up here just to make a scene?

She really had no shame.

When Veronica saw Scarlett actually walking toward the front and taking a seat at the far end of the first row, her outrage boiled over.

What?!

It was bad enough she was crashing the event, but she actually dared to sit in the front row?

Unable to hold back, Veronica stood up and marched straight toward her.

Yardley lazily lifted his gaze, glancing at the slender, delicate figure sitting at the end of the row who looked completely out of place. He frowned instinctively.

Scarlett had never been the type of woman to force her way into rooms where she didn't belong.

"What is she doing at an event like this? And sitting in the front row, no less... With her current status, she doesn't qualify, right? Should I go over and tell her to move to the back?"

Harbour carefully watched his friend's expression.

Scarlett used to attend these conferences with Yardley, but she always sat quietly in the back as an observer.

Even if she was trying to show off in front of her ex-husband, she had no business being in the front row.

Once the real executives arrived and called her out, it was going to be an absolute disaster.

Harbour had asked out of caution, but Yardley didn't react at all.

Unsure if he should actually go over, Harbour hesitated.

Suddenly, Veronica's sharp, piercing voice echoed across the room.

"Scarlett, do you have any idea how little you actually weigh in this industry?"