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

slammed the door behind

"What's up with Dad? Did something major

Sheila had no clue.

Timothy in such a

had to be

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

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 with

families apart. The lady of the house had always been so kind; even though the master wasn't around much, before Sheila showed up, everything was peaceful. The

warm.

the master lingered at home more often, but it no longer felt like

lot. Let's just ignore him. Didn't you say you wanted to learn how to make paper cutouts? Come on—I'll show you

Timothy immediately called Secretary Allen. He instructed him to track down exactly how his mother's keepsake

Secretary Allen met up with Timothy, and

the car, letting Secretary Allen handle the

down the window, and Allen hesitated before speaking. "The shop owner said a beautiful woman-mute, apparently-sold him the items. The

clenched so tightly his knuckles turned

The nerve she had.

dared to sell even his

a mere six million. She must be out of her

for her himself. Clearly, it meant