Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Timothy's gaze darkened as he shot Vince a look, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold, mocking smile. "Relax. I'll get you that data as soon as possible."

With that, he started the engine and drove off.

The smile on Vince's face vanished instantly.

He knew exactly what Timothy had meant.

Vince stood at the door for a moment, lost in thought before finally heading back into the house.

Jessica was just about ready to leave. Larkin asked Vince to give her a ride home.

Before Jessica left, Larkin pulled her aside. "Sweetheart, if you ever need anything, you can come to me or to Vince. And think about this: let me make you my goddaughter. If you become part of the Zimmerman family, people will have to show you some respect. No one will dare look down on you."

Larkin, it seemed, still refused to let go of the idea.

But Jessica felt the same as before. She didn't have much time left; she didn't want anyone else getting emotionally involved. Larkin was so earnest that she couldn't bring herself to refuse directly. Instead, she typed a message on her phone and showed it to him: "Larkin, thank you. You've already done so much for me. I'll think about it."

right. It's getting late-go on,

to Larkin, a gesture of respect,

Vince: "Mr. Zimmerman, both you and your grandfather have been wonderful to me. But after my divorce from Timothy, I just want to get back to my own life, away from his world. I really can't be Larkin's goddaughter.

looked at Jessica, his expression

discovered she had uterine cancer. The only way to save her would have been surgery, but she refused-for the kids' sake. She knew giving birth meant she wouldn't survive. Before she died, she left a lot behind for

off, leaving the

he meant. He thought

that the biggest problem between her and Timothy was the person who stood

known, maybe she would

"There's no way

steady. "If you're

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my attorney to see

and waved goodbye.