Five minutes slipped by.

Jessica had already put away her phone.

Timothy's phone, though, remained stubbornly silent.

No messages.

No texts.

Not even a call.

Irritated, he lit another cigarette.

Pale, bluish smoke curled around him, casting shifting shadows across his sharp, handsome features. Those deep-set eyes of his gave nothing away, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

By the time the cigarette burned down to the filter, Timothy's expression had grown darker. "Allen, drive back to the office," he said, voice low.

"Aren't we picking up Mrs. Lawson?" Allen asked tentatively.

A cold glare shut down any further questions.

Allen immediately clamped his mouth shut, started the car, and pulled away from the hotel parking lot in the sleek, black Maybach.

A moment later, another car arrived to pick up Jessica.

Timothy's

pulled it from his suit pocket before he ordered, "Stop

at the screen, the caller ID wasn't

light in his

He answered.

from his trip abroad. He says it's been ages since we last met-how

hadn't had a real drink

he felt like

"I'm in," he replied.

Let's meet at eight, Red House." Timothy hung up and signaled Allen to

at work, Timothy's mind was preoccupied with

dreamed of getting into

changed when Timothy had to go abroad for

free to accompany him,

bear to

ended up attending an excellent media

had become a renowned figure in the animation industry back home, earning

Sheila saw Ines trending online, she couldn't help feeling

that she'd hit a creative wall and needed a breakthrough. When Timothy was traveling for business, she mentioned

flew back together, with Timothy planning to help

agreed, Timothy was eager to get things

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