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?"

I make it up

curled into a cold half-smile. "You're good at keeping score, aren't you? One project doesn't cover

"If I offended without knowing, I hope President Lawson will

Timothy didn't bother.

route for Jessica-no

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

And yet...

Vince was

did you buy from her for

to know where

"Paper cutouts."

hard time believing you're not doing this

cutouts, for thirty

accounts,

tell you—three days from now, my grandfather's turning seventy. We're having a party at the house. Be there and bring your wife. My grandfather

a master at traditional paper cutting. Larkin had

snowflakes and little paper dolls Jessica made with Henry for that kind of money... It was laughable. Those trinkets weren't

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