He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 935

Sylvia's chest tightened. Terrified, she didn't dare hold anything back, reciting every detail:

"That massive investment was incredibly shady from the start. Kane claimed it was a confidential offshore fund with massive returns and immediate liquidity. The only catch was that it had to be funneled through a massive real estate development to legitimize the books."

"I knew you were desperate for cash, so I brought it to you first, but you said it was too risky. In a moment of panic, I called Veronica."

"She didn't even hesitate. She agreed to the entire thing on the spot and promised me a cut."

Sylvia shivered, a cold sweat breaking out on her back. "Looking back on it now... she agreed way too easily. She didn't do any due diligence, didn't ask about the source of the funds, didn't care about the risk. It was like she was desperately waiting for a shady cash injection."

Yardley's eyes darkened, his fingers unconsciously gripping the armrest so hard his knuckles turned white.

Thorne Industries wasn't the untouchable powerhouse Veronica had claimed it was.

Just like Flynn Group, they looked glamorous on paper, but their foundation was rotting.

That was why Veronica and Quentin Thorne had recklessly accepted a massive, unverified slush fund. They needed it to plug their own financial black holes.

The irony was sickening. Thorne Industries was just as broke as he was.

And like an idiot, he had tied himself to Veronica in a panic, signing that draconian prenup under Quentin Thorne's manipulation.

They had deliberately chained him to them so that when the bomb went off, Flynn Group would be their meat shield.

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