Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Their table occupied the best spot in the entire hall-a vantage point with a perfect view of everything.

It wasn't just Timothy who noticed Jessica; the moment Sheila glanced up, she saw her too.

Almost immediately, Sheila's gaze shifted to Timothy.

Timothy was staring intently at the entrance, his eyes locked on Jessica.

"Timothy, is Jessica here for you? I tried to wave her over, but she didn't seem to notice us."

"Sheila," Timothy's deep, cold eyes flickered as he finally looked away. Cigarette smoke curled between his fingers, and the way he sat―elegant, composed-only made him more dangerously attractive in the low light. "Leave her be."

Sheila stared at him in disbelief.

Kane glanced at Sheila, then at Timothy, picking up on the tension.

Yates was watching them too, curiosity piqued.

Kane couldn't hold back any longer; with his trademark roguish grin, he drawled, "So, who's this Jessica you're all talking about? Where is she?"

surprised. "You don't know

Never heard of her. Yates,

even he could tell Jessica had something to do with Timothy. Yet in all these years, he'd never heard of a woman named Jessica

he hadn't the faintest

never let Jessica meet any of his friends. At first, Kane and Yates were curious-they'd asked

stunt after not being able to marry Sheila-a way to spite his family. Eventually,

revealed Timothy and Jessica's marriage certificate, causing a media frenzy that cornered Timothy and Sheila

chaos, Timothy had already ordered Secretary Allen to clean

people had learned the truth; others

now, it was clear they hadn't

shocked. "Timothy, Kane and Yates have been your closest

and Yates

out, "Where is she? Which one's Jessica? Point her out-I want to see what kind

his neck, scanning

her hadn't bothered them. But now that she was suddenly