He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 763

Yardley's dark brows knitted together in deep annoyance, and he firmly pushed her away. "Sylvia, keep your distance. It's inappropriate."

Sylvia had to back off begrudgingly. She pouted, her voice dripping with feigned grievance. "Why are you always keeping me at arm's length? You used to say it was because you were married, but you're divorced now, aren't you?"

His frown deepened into a scowl. "Regardless of my marital status, we are family. We're cousins. That is a biological fact that will never change."

"But—" Sylvia tried to argue.

"Enough!" Yardley cut her off coldly. He fixed her with a piercing stare. "What did you mean when you said Scarlett's winning streak is going to crash and burn?"

He scrutinized her eyes, a flicker of suspicion taking root. He had already been deeply skeptical about Sylvia showing up in Country A unannounced. He couldn't figure out her true agenda for sneaking halfway across the world right at this crucial moment.

Sylvia merely smiled, deliberately keeping him in suspense. "Nothing. Just a hunch."

She casually crossed her arms. "The higher you climb, the harder you fall. Don't you think everything's been a little too perfectly paved for Scarlett since she had the baby? Winning the gold award this time is going to make a lot of people violently jealous. It's only natural if someone decides to take her down. After all, you know as well as I do that no citizen from Country H has ever won the gold for the Pillar of Eternity! Scarlett is a total nobody in the grand scheme of things. What makes her so special? You know her actual skill level better than anyone..."

Yardley bristled instinctively. "Scarlett bringing glory to our nation and winning on an international stage is a massive victory for our entire architectural community. You should be taking notes from her, not sniping at her from the shadows."

"Right," he murmured after a moment of heavy silence. He faked a light yawn and gave Sylvia a dismissive pat on the shoulder. "Let's hope she earned it fair and square. Because getting publicly humiliated on a global stage would be a fatal blow."

Without another word, Yardley turned and walked toward his room. The presidential suite was massive, boasting more than enough space with its three bedrooms.

Seeing him leave, Sylvia instinctively moved to follow him. But Yardley didn't give her the slightest opening. He swiftly shut the door and locked it in one fluid motion, leaving a scheming Sylvia staring at the wood paneling.

Fuming, Sylvia stomped her foot but was utterly powerless to do anything else. Sulking, she cast a dark glance at the glass of red wine she had carefully poured and left on the table hours ago.