He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 956

"Besides," she continued, "you're remarried now too. We've both moved forward. Why cling to the past? I certainly don't operate that way. As for what's going on in your head, that's entirely your own problem."

Her words were crisp, open, and undeniably reasonable. Every employee listening nodded in silent agreement.

Yardley's expression turned thunderous. Just as he opened his mouth to retort, Julian finally spoke, his voice smooth and unhurried.

"The first thing an adult should learn is how to accept when things don't go their way, and how to respect other people's happiness. My wife is kindhearted. She wanted to share her joy with her former colleagues, and naturally, I support her. If you're too narrow-minded to handle that, that is a flaw in your own character. There's no need to lash out and insult my wife."

Julian's commanding presence instantly suffocated the space around them.

Hearing the words "my wife," Yardley's eyes darkened. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, the blood freezing in his veins.

It suddenly dawned on him that inviting her here today had been an act of spectacular self-humiliation. Not only had they shown up, but they had also used a perfectly polite gesture to deliver a stinging blow to his pride. And worst of all, he couldn't even formulate a valid argument against it.

He stared at the small gift box in her hand as if it were a dagger aimed at his heart. "Fine. If that's how it is, I have nothing more to say. But I'll pass on the favor. Let's stick to business."

Forcing down the boiling storm inside him, he gathered whatever dignity he had left. His tone turned icy and distant. "Let's go upstairs."

Scarlett gave a slight nod, her face impassive. "Lead the way."

Hiding in the corner, Sylvia watched her former rival walk openly into Flynn Group with her new husband, the hatred in her eyes reaching a boiling point.

She had once viewed Scarlett as a pathetic joke. But now, it was glaringly obvious who the real joke was. Scarlett and Julian were walking in the light, embraced by everyone, while she was cowering in the shadows, powerless to stop any of it.

She had to find a way to make them fall. Hard. Seeing them look so flawless and untouchable made her skin crawl, as if a thousand ants were biting at her sanity.

As she glared at their retreating backs, grinding her teeth in fury, her phone suddenly rang.

She pulled it from her pocket. The moment she saw the name on the screen, she nearly dropped the device in sheer panic. But a second later, a twisted realization hit her, and a wild surge of dark ecstasy washed over her. She hurried to a secluded spot and hastily answered the call.