The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 457

Hearing this, Lena's eyes rolled back, and she fainted dead away on the floor.

Jocelyn was momentarily startled.

But she quickly regained her composure.

There was a saying: Mercy doesn't command soldiers. Without an iron fist, there was no way someone so young could run the top underground club in the city.

Especially in a place like this, where every kind of snake and rat gathered.

Absolute discipline was the only way to survive.

So when the guard pulled out a hunting knife and moved in to execute the order, Jocelyn didn't even blink.

Julian, however, suddenly turned and stood perfectly in front of her.

He completely blocked her view.

"You shouldn't watch this."

"Why not?" Jocelyn asked.

"It'll scare the baby."

"My baby won't be that much of a coward."

Suddenly, someone burst through the office doors and screamed.

"Stop!"

That voice...

Jocelyn peeked out from behind Julian's shoulder.

It was indeed a familiar face.

Lana looked equally shocked when she locked eyes with Jocelyn.

But there was no time for catching up. She rushed forward to beg for the unconscious girl.

"Boss! Please, let her off just this once."

Lana had clearly sprinted all the way here and was still gasping for air.

Sean's dark eyes swept over her.

"Lana?"

"Yes, I'm Lana. I'm honored the Boss remembers my name."

"Of course I remember." A faint, mocking smirk ghosted across Sean's lips. "You were one of our hostesses, but you belong to Adrian Lowell. The man has thrown an obscene amount of money at this club just for you."

The words were intentionally abrasive.

But to Lana, they barely registered.

She had heard insults a hundred times worse.

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