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

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

screen, the caller

faint light in his

He answered.

just got back from his trip abroad. He says it's been ages since we last met-how about a drink

a real drink in

felt like he needed

"I'm in," he replied.

eight, Red House." Timothy hung up and signaled Allen to head

at work, Timothy's mind was preoccupied

dreamed of getting into Riverside

things changed when Timothy had to go abroad for

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

his grandparents couldn't bear to let Sheila return alone just for

up attending an excellent media college overseas, majoring

figure in the animation industry

trending online, she couldn't

needed a breakthrough. When Timothy was traveling for business, she mentioned

with Timothy planning to help her become Ines's

Timothy was eager to get

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