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

at them-he slammed the door

"What's up with Dad?

Sheila had no clue.

seen Timothy in such a foul

had to be something

Mabel. "Mabel, you're home all day. Any idea what got

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

It made no sense.

don't know what goes on

though the master wasn't around much, before Sheila showed up, everything was peaceful. The couple respected each other,

warm.

that Sheila was here, the master lingered at home more often,

like this a lot. Let's just ignore him. Didn't you

Timothy immediately called Secretary Allen. He instructed him to track

getting the details, Secretary Allen met up with Timothy, and together they headed to

in the car, letting

few minutes later, Allen returned. Timothy rolled down the window, and Allen hesitated before speaking. "The shop owner said a beautiful woman-mute, apparently-sold him the items. The pearl

fists clenched so tightly

The nerve she had.

sell even his mother's

mere six million. She must be out

her himself. Clearly, it meant