Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Just then, Timothy's phone rang.

It was a call from Sallie.

The moment he answered, Sallie's voice exploded through the receiver. "Timothy, are you out of your mind? Why did you sell Mom's pearl necklace? If you didn't want it, you could have given it to me! What right do you have to sell Mom's keepsake?"

She was seconds away from outright screaming at him.

Timothy's lips pressed into a thin, bloodless line.

He'd been waiting all day, and now it made sense why Jessica hadn't come home.

She'd actually sold the necklace he'd given her.

Without another word, Timothy hung up on Sallie, rose to his feet, and strode straight out of the house.

Sheila and Henry arrived back just as he was leaving.

"Timothy."

"Dad."

They called out in unison.

But Timothy's face was thunderous, his expression cold as stone. He didn't even

door behind

raised his eyebrows. "What's up with Dad? Did

Sheila had no clue.

seen Timothy in such a foul

to

turned to Mabel. "Mabel, you're home all day. Any

as baffled. He'd spent the whole day working from home, and now-right after the

It made no sense.

I don't know what goes on

so kind; even though the master wasn't around much, before Sheila showed up, everything was

warm.

was here, the master lingered at home more often, but

this a lot. Let's just ignore him. Didn't you say you wanted to learn how to make paper cutouts?

him to track

details, Secretary Allen met up with Timothy, and together

letting

shop owner said a beautiful woman-mute, apparently-sold him the items. The pearl necklace and a brooch. He

clenched so tightly his knuckles turned

The nerve she had.

dared to sell even his mother's

six million. She must be out of her

her himself. Clearly, it