Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Jessica sat in the passenger seat and immediately spotted Timothy.

Herbert was behind the wheel, eyes sharp on the road ahead, but he couldn't miss Timothy either.

They were almost at Jessica's house now, and the car slowed considerably. Herbert glanced at her, sensing her anxiety.

Without hesitation, Jessica signed, "Herbert, just keep driving."

The last thing she wanted was to run into Timothy-especially now, with Herbert

by her side. Knowing Timothy's temper, she could already imagine the argument that would follow.

Herbert pressed his foot to the gas.

Out on the sidewalk, Timothy was standing face-to-face with Secretary Allen, his gaze fixed on the passing traffic. Something about the car caught Timothy's attention a flash of familiarity.

Secretary Allen noticed Timothy staring and turned to look as well.

"Ma'am..."

But the car sped by without even a pause.

Through the window, Timothy caught sight of Jessica. He took an unconscious step forward, but the vehicle was already disappearing down the block.

Timothy's face, his presence turning icy and oppressive. Secretary Allen

could see Jessica, then they could see Herbert as

Timothy finally tear his gaze away. His voice

Allen snapped to

stare was unreadable. "You've been here all day. When did

arrived this morning, Mr. Herbert was getting here too. He

on Timothy's temple. He shot Allen a frosty glare

Allen scrambled after him, voice tight with panic. "President Lawson, I just didn't want

into the passenger seat. The door was

Allen standing outside, Timothy's forceful presence left him feeling small and

bonus is canceled. And if you ever hide news about my wife from me again..." Timothy paused, letting his words sink in, then added coldly, "You'll

Snap-

door and

the

he said quietly, "do you want to

darkened since Timothy's sudden appearance. All