The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 287

"So, I'm planning to officially clock in on Monday."

Sarah looked concerned.

"Monday? That's only four days away. Shouldn't you wait until you actually have the divorce certificate in hand? What if Adrian finds out you're working there? Won't that cause problems?"

Liam cleared his throat.

"There is a zero percent chance of that being an issue."

Sarah: "How do you know?"

Liam scoffed.

"Because the esteemed Grandma Lowell has been pulling strings to put Jocelyn's divorce application on the fast track."

Sarah: "How do you know what the Lowell family matriarch is doing?"

Liam shot a quick glance at Julian.

Of course, someone else was also closely monitoring the divorce proceedings.

Just in case.

Eleanor Lowell thought she was untouchable, pulling strings from the shadows.

She had no idea that someone far more powerful, with far deeper connections, was operating right above her.

There's always a bigger fish.

Eleanor would probably go to her grave without ever realizing who was truly responsible for shutting down her lucrative cosmetic surgery clinic.

Liam: "If my sources are correct, Jocelyn should be getting the court mediation notice any day now."

Sarah: "Mediation? Why do they need mediation?"

Liam: "It's just a legal formality. When the mediation inevitably fails, the judge will just finalize the divorce."

Sarah shook her head.

"Good lord, getting a divorce is exhausting."

Liam: "Actually, she's getting off easy. At least she's skipping the mandatory divorce cooling-off period. Do you know how many women have been trapped because the guy changes his mind on day twenty-nine?"

Sarah sighed heavily.

"You know what the real lesson here is? Just don't get married. Marriage is a total nightmare. Stay single, stay happy."

Liam crossed his arms, leaning back comfortably.

"Don't be so cynical. A divorce just means you married the wrong person. When you meet the right guy, you'll be practically sprinting down the aisle."

But Maria shooed them out. "It's perfect! You young people go out and have a proper celebration. I'll stay here and look after Mrs. Reed. Don't you worry about a thing—I brought plenty of groceries from the old house, so I'll cook up something nice for her."

Jocelyn squeezed Maria's hand.

"Maria, please make sure you eat, too. Don't just focus on my mom."

"I'll be fine, Miss Jocelyn! Now go. It's rare you all get to be together like this. Enjoy your night, relax, and have fun."

Reluctantly, Jocelyn agreed.

The four of them headed to the restaurant.

Spirits were high, and because they all worked in similar fields, the conversation naturally drifted to the future of the AI market.

They were so engrossed in the discussion that they completely lost track of time.

By the time they realized it, they had been sitting there for four hours.

Jocelyn's phone rang just as they were stepping out of the restaurant.

It was Maria, and she was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Miss Jocelyn, it's terrible! Mrs. Reed is gone!"