Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Mr. Smith had been captivated by Jessica's work from the very first glance, and the more pieces he saw, the more eager he became to have her on his project.

"Ines, could you reach out to her as soon as possible? My film's biggest investor is Timothy he called me asking if I could arrange a role for someone. He's never asked me for anything before. If we really can't get in touch with Jessica, I'll have no choice but to agree to Timothy's request."

That night, Jessica's son hadn't been well, and she'd had to rush home. It was easy to understand why she'd been turning down work all this time.

Still, at their last meeting, Jessica had decided she was ready to return to work. Surely she and her husband had already talked it over.

Back in the capital, Timothy had given his blessing for Jessica to take on new projects.

Clearly, the role Timothy was lobbying for must have been for Jessica.

Ines laughed and said, "Well, that's perfect, then. To tell you the truth, the person you're looking for is Timothy's wife."

"What did you say?"

Mr. Smith was genuinely stunned.

"She's Jessica, Timothy's wife."

Suddenly, Mr. Smith broke into a broad grin.

woman he'd met

than he could

myself. I'll promise him the role he wants-no wonder he contacted me so earnestly, even hinting at bending the rules. Of course, he's

if he'd been searching everywhere for treasure,

could hardly

was just as happy for

deal was

Ines, Mr. Smith left the

conversation, didn't worry about it. Timothy had already given her his word, and

Mr. Smith desperately wanted Jessica, he would

Jessica's talent and had taken her on, Mr. Smith would do the

came to things like this, Timothy always knew

meanwhile, sat gripping his phone, staring at the message

rang. It

"Tim, where are you?"

"I'm out."

buy you a coffee,