Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Ines offered a gentle smile.

"So, President Lawson, I'm a little curious-what exactly is your relationship with Sheila?"

Inside the storage room, Jessica's expression clouded. She was just as interested in hearing how Timothy would explain himself.

"She's my aunt," Timothy replied.

Jessica's fingers curled tightly. So, her suspicions were right after all.

In fact, Ines had seen the video footage of Timothy and Sheila being stopped by

the paparazzi. He'd given the exact same answer to the press then.

"Didn't expect your aunt to be so young?" Ines teased, arching a brow.

"She is," Timothy said calmly. "We were born on the same day."

Jessica's face went rigid.

on business, and Jessica missed her chance to celebrate with him. The second year, she'd tried to plan ahead, asking him to keep the day free so she could be with him. Like any woman in love,

been cold, telling her not to trouble herself over his birthday.

Timothy's birthday came around, she'd wait until Henry was asleep. Then, quietly, she would bake a cake, write a little birthday wish, light the candles, and sing "Happy Birthday" alone in the kitchen. Since Timothy never celebrated, she stopped celebrating her own birthday

considering. "Let

"I'll wait for

Sheila was obvious-even Ines, the renowned mentor, seemed a little swayed. After all, she'd refused him at first, but

surprising. Ines was a giant in the animation world, but Timothy had serious financial clout. And when Timothy wanted something, he always found a way to make it happen.

in animation. Sheila had been involved in quite a few projects, some of them classics, and had even worked closely with the

any of the treasures

single

more Ines stood her ground, the more Timothy found her

Henry's cut-paper illustrations," Ines said with a smile.