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.

then, Timothy's phone

suit

he glanced at the screen, the

in his

He answered.

trip abroad. He says it's been ages since we last met-how about a drink

a real drink in

like

"I'm in," he replied.

is bringing her along. Let's meet at eight, Red House." Timothy hung up and

was preoccupied with setting up the new

of getting into Riverside Media

changed when Timothy had to go abroad for

since the Lawsons had no one free to accompany him, his grandparents decided

left the country, his grandparents couldn't bear

up attending an excellent

in the animation

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

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

together, with Timothy planning to help her become

had agreed, Timothy was eager to

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