He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 972

Both were men of privilege, but Scarlett now felt that every second she spent with Julian was like a breath of fresh air. In contrast, when she was with Yardley, there had always been a glaring disparity between them. Even when their relationship was good, she constantly felt like the inferior one.

During those years, her entire aura felt suppressed, leaving her with no room to even breathe freely.

But now, with Julian, she felt completely unleashed, blossoming in every aspect of her life. She was growing more confident and poised. Whether she was at home or working, she felt brimming with vibrant, boundless energy.

As Scarlett was lost in her thoughts, Julian started the engine, steering the car smoothly onto the road.

She was already used to handing the wheel over to him while she reclined comfortably in the passenger seat, closing her eyes to relax.

He would take care of everything—what to eat for lunch, where to go next. She didn't have to worry about a single thing.

Her heart felt expansive and serene, as free as the wind blowing across an open field.

Just as she was basking in that wonderful feeling, her phone suddenly chimed.

Thinking it was a work text, she reflexively opened it.

To her surprise, it was a message from Yardley.

The moment she read the text, her expression grew solemn.

"Julian, what's going on? Wasn't Kane locked up? How did he suddenly get out?"

"Yardley just texted me saying Kane is at Sylvia's house right now. He is on his way there, and they might be in danger."

Hearing this, Julian immediately pulled the car over to the side of the road. He took Scarlett's phone, gave it a quick read, and his expression darkened as well.

"Let me call my uncle and see what's going on."

Without hesitation, Julian dialed Douglas Croft's number.

A few moments later, he hung up, having grasped the full picture of the situation.

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