The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 275

"When's the move?" Liam asked. "Let me know, and we'll come over and help."

"Sounds good. I'll definitely be taking you up on that," Jocelyn replied.

Liam raised an eyebrow. "Does this 'we' include Julian?"

"If he's free and wants to come, of course."

Liam let out a soft laugh. "Say the word, and even if the sky were falling, he'd be there."

A ringing phone interrupted their banter.

The caller ID read: Diana Evans.

Ever since Marcus passed away, Jocelyn had stopped calling her "Mom" and mentally filed her under "Diana Evans."

Whatever bond they had as mother and daughter was completely dead.

Reluctantly, Jocelyn answered.

"What do you want?"

"You bought the company shares straight out of Adrian's hands?" Diana demanded.

"Word travels fast."

"No wonder you were in such a rush for me to pay you back," Diana sneered. "You were setting me up all along. Well played, Jocelyn. Turns out, this was your grand ambition from the start."

"Believe whatever makes you feel better. I really don't care."

Diana went quiet for a moment.

"I heard you hooked up with some big-shot investor. I have to say, I'm impressed. You move from one man to the next without missing a beat."

Jocelyn fired right back.

"I'm nowhere near as impressive as you. Driving your husband to his grave and kicking your daughter to the curb, all to keep the family fortune for yourself."

Diana's voice turned icy.

"Watch your mouth. It was always rightfully mine."

Jocelyn let out a cold scoff.

"Do you believe in karma?"

Diana dismissed it with a scoff of her own.

"I believe people die for money just like birds die for food. If you don't fight for what's yours, you're the one who ends up suffering."

Jocelyn let out a heavy sigh.

"You're not even pretending anymore, are you? That's fine. This is the Mrs. Evans I know. Congratulations. You got exactly what you wanted."

"And congratulations to you on getting The Evans Group."

As she spoke, Jocelyn happened to glance out the car window.

Jeremy Evans came into view.

"Pull over," Jocelyn told Liam.

"There's another word for naive. It's called being an idiot."

Diana was so furious she was ready to hang up.

"Mrs. Evans," Jocelyn said casually. "For the sake of the fact that we were once mother and daughter, I'll give you a friendly warning. No matter how massive a fortune you inherit, if you don't manage it properly, you'll bleed it dry."

"There's a saying: wealth rarely survives three generations. I'm sure you've heard it."

Diana was completely lost.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm saying, stop focusing all your energy on living the high life and remember to keep an eye on your son. Otherwise, one day he might end up behind bars and you won't even see it coming."

"Shut your mouth! Are you out of your mind?! Jeremy is perfectly fine. He is a very good boy! Stop spouting your garbage and cursing my son! You really are a psycho!"

After screaming a string of curses, Diana slammed the phone down.

Across the street, the police cruisers pulled away.

Liam clicked his tongue.

"A classic case of a spoiled brat spiraling out of control. Not going to step in?"

Jocelyn leaned back and closed her eyes lazily.

"It's none of my business."

She wasn't part of the Evans family anymore.