The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 321

Claire Lowell turned around.

"What are you talking about? What person?"

Liam Bancroft leaned in, lowering his voice. "The person you hit. Their restless spirit is turning into a vengeful ghost, following right behind you every single day. Haven't you noticed the chill creeping down your spine lately?"

A shiver ran down Claire's spine.

"You—stop sprouting nonsense!"

Liam stared at her, his gaze intense and unblinking.

Claire felt her scalp prickle under his scrutiny.

"You..."

Liam suddenly lunged forward with his hand, pretending to grab her.

Claire let out a startled shriek and raised her hand to strike him.

Liam was far quicker. With a swift block, he sent Claire stumbling backward.

He clearly had zero intentions of playing the gentleman.

Sarah was about to throw out a mocking remark, but her eyes suddenly widened in shock.

The necklace resting against Claire's collarbone...

Sarah quickly moved to Liam's side, lowering her voice. "Is that the necklace?"

Liam's gaze locked onto it as well.

He had seen the original design sketches.

It really was!

"Julian's..."

Sarah tugged his sleeve warningly.

Liam snapped back to attention.

He had almost forgotten that Jocelyn knew absolutely nothing about this piece of jewelry.

So that was the story—Claire had shamelessly claimed it as her own.

Needing to confirm it was indeed the exact piece Julian had personally designed, Liam stepped up to Claire and reached out.

Claire gasped, wrapping her arms defensively across her chest.

"What are you doing? Creep!"

Liam let out an amused scoff. "If I were going to be a creep, you wouldn't be my type. Let me see the necklace."

Claire was completely bewildered by his behavior.

"Why do you want to look at my necklace?"

"I think it's pretty," Liam lied smoothly. "I want to buy one for my girlfriend. Let me use it as a reference."

Desperate to prove her ownership, Claire deliberately flipped over the jasmine-shaped pendant.

"See that? That's the letter J for my middle name, Jane!"

Liam leaned in for a closer look, and a knowing smile tugged at his lips.

"Well, look at that."

Her confidence immediately surged back.

"Next time, don't just spout accusations. You're acting like a complete amateur who's never seen nice things!"

Oh, it was on.

Sarah gritted her teeth, practically rolling up her invisible sleeves.

"I'm going to rip her head off!"

Liam swiftly hooked his arm around Sarah's shoulders to hold her back.

"The Lowells have deep pockets, and we simply can't compete. We'll just have to admit defeat," he said smoothly. "No need to get upset."

Claire beamed with sheer arrogance.

"Exactly. If you're out of your league, just accept it."

Jocelyn stood off to the side, watching the bizarre exchange with deep confusion.

Why in the world were Liam and Sarah so hyper-fixated on Claire's necklace?