Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 185

Timothy pulled his robe from the wardrobe, draping it over his arm. His expression remained calm, lips parting as if to speak, but when he looked at Jessica's almost unreadable face, he thought better of it and left the master bedroom without a word.

The guest room was right next door. He headed straight for the bathroom.

After showering, Timothy settled onto the bedroom balcony, lit a cigarette, and dialed Vince.

"Did you get that wound taken care of?"

Vince's first words cut straight to the point.

"Yeah."

"How'd you manage to hurt your neck? Bled a lot, didn't you?"

Vince probably had an idea, but asked anyway.

"Got bitten by a sweet little kitten with a mean streak," Timothy replied dryly.

"That sounds dangerous. Did you get a shot?"

Timothy took a deep drag, exhaling smoke. "Vince, I didn't call to chit-chat. Do you

realize you messed up my plans? Again?"

it up to you

curled into a cold half-smile. "You're good at keeping score, aren't

"If I offended without knowing,

Timothy didn't bother.

off every escape route for Jessica-no money, nowhere to go. It

of time. If she didn't come home today, or tomorrow, she'd eventually have

And yet...

million. Vince

from her for thirty

where Jessica's money came

"Paper cutouts."

short and sharp. "I have a hard time believing you're not doing this

cutouts, for thirty

had to know Timothy had frozen Jessica's accounts, and now he'd

now, my grandfather's

Larkin's first love had been a master at traditional paper cutting. Larkin had a thing for collecting them,

Jessica made with Henry for that kind of money... It was laughable. Those trinkets weren't even worth pocket change, let alone good enough for Larkin's

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