He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 839

Sensing his hesitation, Sylvia leaned in closer, wrapping her arms softly around his and speaking in a voice as sweet as honey.

"Yardley, you've always looked out for me since we were kids. You know you're the person I care about most in the world. I would never do anything to hurt you."

But Yardley smoothly detached her hands and took a subtle step back.

He might have had a lot to drink, but right now, his mind was sharper than it had been all night.

The picture Sylvia was painting was undeniably tempting. But he knew better than anyone that the Flynn Group was standing on the edge of a cliff.

The partnership with AM had already backed him into a corner; one wrong move now, and the company would be completely destroyed.

"Let me think about it. There's no rush," he said, rubbing his temples, his voice thick with exhaustion.

"How is there no rush, Yardley?"

Sylvia panicked, stepping forward again. "You might not be in a hurry, but they are! They're sitting on a mountain of cash and want to lock in a massive investment immediately."

She gritted her teeth and played her final card.

"Look, Veronica's dad has already started talks with them. I fought tooth and nail to get Kane to prioritize you!"

Instead of erasing his doubts, her desperation made a cold, sharp glint appear in Yardley's eyes.

He stared her down, his oppressive gaze seemingly piercing right through her.

"Sylvia, you're pushing this awfully hard. Did Kane promise you a cut?"

"N-no!"

Sylvia's eyes darted away frantically. She quickly lowered her head, looking guilty. "Of course not. Why would I get a cut?"

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