He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 908

In the past, if someone had said something so overly romantic to Scarlett, she would have scoffed and called them completely fake.

But right now, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever heard. Because she knew Julian wasn't just sweet-talking her—he meant every word, and his actions proved it every single day.

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Across town.

Yardley and Veronica were also in a car, speeding toward City Hall.

Yardley had caught wind days ago that Scarlett and Julian were getting their license today. Driven by sheer spite, he had fast-tracked his marriage arrangements with Veronica, specifically booking an appointment at the exact same time and window as Scarlett.

Scarlett had dismissed him time and time again, stubbornly choosing Julian. She was trying to prove that her life was better without him.

Well, Yardley wasn't going to let her have the satisfaction.

She wanted to show off that she was wanted? He could play that game, too.

Truth be told, if he could just get over his lingering obsession with Scarlett, Veronica was objectively a better match for him. The only reason he had dragged his feet on this political marriage was to give Scarlett one last chance to come crawling back.

But since she was dead set on walking away, they would go their separate ways and see who came out on top.

Yardley's mind was a tempest of conflicting emotions. His jaw was clenched tight, and he remained broodingly silent for the entire ride.

Beside him, Veronica was staring at her phone. Her expression shifted rapidly, and her fingers trembled almost imperceptibly.

She had just received a text from her father.

The few short words on the screen made her stomach drop, and a spike of sheer panic shot through her veins.

[That multi-billion dollar capital injection... there might be an issue with where it came from. Did you vet this properly?]

Just as she began typing a reply, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from him.

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