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

with Dad? Did

Sheila had no clue.

had rarely seen Timothy in

had to

you're home all day.

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

It made no sense.

housekeeper. I don't know

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

warm.

the master lingered at home more often, but it no

a lot. Let's just ignore him. Didn't you say you wanted to learn

Secretary Allen. He instructed him to track down exactly how

with Timothy, and together they headed to the

letting Secretary Allen

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

fists clenched so tightly his knuckles

The nerve she had.

to sell even his mother's

mere six million. She

for her himself. Clearly, it