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?"

make it up to you with

at keeping score, aren't you?

"If I offended

Timothy didn't bother.

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

If she didn't come home today, or tomorrow, she'd eventually

And yet...

million. Vince was

from

where Jessica's

"Paper cutouts."

time believing you're not doing

for thirty

frozen Jessica's accounts, and now he'd

was for the paper cutouts. Oh, and I forgot to tell you—three days from now, my grandfather's turning seventy. We're having a party at the

jogged Timothy's memory. Larkin's first love had been a master at traditional paper cutting. Larkin had a thing for collecting

paper dolls 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

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