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?"

even more surprised. "You don't know Jessica,

who? Some icy queen? Never heard

laid-back attitude was genuine, but even he could tell Jessica had something to do with Timothy. Yet in

just shrugged; he hadn't the

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

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

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

chaos, Timothy had already ordered

truth; others remained in

the way Kane and Yates were reacting now, it was clear

and Yates have been your closest friends since

and Yates both

Point her out-I want to see what

his neck, scanning the

refusal to introduce her hadn't bothered them. But now that she