When Timothy saw Vince calling again, his eyes darkened; he tossed his phone aside in annoyance.

After a while, he reached for the phone and finally answered.

"Timothy, I got in touch with Jessica," Vince began.

Timothy's voice was cold and low. "Is she going to the party?"

"She refused."

"So you want me to help convince her?"

"No, no, it's not that," Vince hastily clarified. "She texted me, said you two are getting divorced."

Timothy's knuckles whitened as he gripped the phone tighter.

"She's that close to you?" he asked.

We only met once," Vince replied, his

enough to spill news about their divorce. Clearly,

said, his voice steady but icy, "why are

she said since you two are getting divorced, she doesn't want to show up at the party with you. So... how about you just don't come the day after tomorrow? Pretend I never invited you, act like you never heard

even a little apologetic. After all, what he was suggesting

were glacial. "Vince, you've

not easy to find an artist who does

toss me aside just as easily.

dare talk to him this

get away with whatever he pleased. That was something Jessica had

someone else's. A real man knows

he could

piss me off. Is it because

each other across the table? How about this —after the party, I'll tell her you made such a big sacrifice by not coming. Maybe she'll be touched and change her mind about the

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