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

"What's up with Dad?

Sheila had no clue.

seen Timothy in

to be

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

He'd spent the whole day working from home, and now-right after the other woman reappeared-he'd stormed

It made no sense.

just the housekeeper. I don't know what goes on with

of the house had always been so kind; even though the master wasn't around much, before Sheila

warm.

master lingered at home more often, but it no

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

Allen. He instructed him to track

Timothy, and together

car, letting Secretary Allen handle the

hesitated before speaking. "The shop owner said a beautiful woman-mute, apparently-sold him the items. The pearl necklace and a brooch. He paid her six million

so tightly

The nerve she had.

dared to sell even his mother's

a mere six million. She must be

chosen it for her himself. Clearly, it meant