Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Vince stood up and stepped outside to take the call.

"Hello, Timothy."

"You seem pretty close to Jessica."

Vince gave a relaxed smile. "What are you getting at?"

Timothy pressed his lips together, silent for a few beats before finally speaking. "I need you to get in touch with her for me."

Vince's smile widened. "Can't reach your own wife?"

Sitting in his car parked outside the Zimmerman estate, Timothy looked out into the night. Through the darkness, he could just make out the glow of a phone and a lone silhouette in the yard.

"You're outside?"

Vince glanced back toward the garden.

Timothy got out of the car, and Vince snapped his phone shut, heading over to meet him.

a sharp, brooding

you're not at home celebrating. What brings you to my place?" Vince asked, feigning

was something every man had, and Timothy's expression darkened further. His voice was low and rough. "Just help me

you do, The Lawson family will partner with Zimmerman Group on that solar project." Vince already had Timothy's proposal,

Vince chuckled under his breath, "now that's quite the offer." "Do you

image of composure, couldn't keep

But honestly, I doubt she wants to see you. She told me herself she wants a

whether I should help her

tensed, the sharp lines of his

of

his first real capital came from her. He's always been grateful-even now, after she's passed. He can't pay her back, so he wants to look out for

shadow flickered in Timothy's eyes. Things were getting messier

light, Timothy's cold stare was unmistakable. His voice was icy. "So,

now?"

here. No way I'm defying the old man. Honestly, Timothy,maybe you should

your family's never really warmed up to her. You, on the other hand, are a catch. There's a line of women waiting for a guy like