The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 390

Amicable... remained friends...

What an absolutely hypocritical load of garbage.

The Astoria was just a standard luxury apartment, and they were parading it around like they had handed her a billion-dollar estate.

The Lowell family clearly didn't know the meaning of the word 'shame.'

Jocelyn wanted to laugh out loud.

Adrian snatched the phone from her hand. As he read the statement, the color drained from his face, leaving behind a dark, stormy expression.

"If I told you this wasn't my doing, would you believe me?"

Jocelyn lowered her eyes, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"I believe you."

A flicker of desperate hope sparked in Adrian's eyes.

"You believe me?"

"Yeah. I believe you."

"Then you—"

"But what difference does it make?" she cut in. "You didn't stop it. You allowed this to happen. You stood by and let your family drag my name through the mud."

Adrian choked on his own words.

"My grandmother, she..."

Jocelyn couldn't stomach hearing the word 'grandmother' from him ever again.

That title was synonymous with her worst nightmares.

"Adrian, honestly, I get it."

Adrian stared at her intensely. "Get what?"

"I get how desperately you want the Lowell family inheritance. I understand that you'll tolerate absolutely anything to secure your position."

Even when it went against his own desires, he would grit his teeth and fall in line.

His capacity for endurance was almost superhuman.

It was probably his only redeeming quality—he always kept his eyes on the ultimate prize.

Adrian froze.

Her tone was laced with heavy sarcasm.

Yet he couldn't even summon the energy to be angry.

"Jocelyn..."

Jocelyn frowned.

"You severely underestimate your competition."

Adrian ignored the warning entirely.

"Whatever Momentum AI is paying you, I'll double it. You'll have total autonomy at Lowell Tech. You can name your own position."

Total autonomy?

Jocelyn almost sneered.

When Julian promised her freedom, she believed him.

When Adrian promised freedom, it meant a gilded cage.

Adrian operated on the same philosophy as a medieval tyrant.

He would rather betray the world than let the world betray him.

He was incapable of giving anyone true freedom.

Jocelyn had no desire to keep arguing in circles.

"Adrian, I'll say this one last time, clearly. I am not going to work for you. I love my current job."

Adrian's expression slowly hardened, an icy edge returning to his voice.

"Do you love Momentum AI... or do you love the guy running it?"