Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"You're the only one gutsy enough to ask for my help and still throw shade at me."

Timothy had always had a remarkable tolerance for Vince.

Two years ago, Vince had managed to tank Timothy's shared power station project.

Yet even after all this time, Vince kept dancing around the edges, testing his patience.

Timothy wasn't even angry about it.

"You've said enough," he replied coolly. "So let me give you some advice: don't go around policing other people's boundaries if you can't respect your own. Otherwise, one day I might not even remember whose husband you're supposed to be."

His eyes darkened, his expression unreadable.

Vince just shrugged, waving the folder in his hand. "I've got real work to do. Not going to stick around and banter with you. Bye!"

He stood up and strode out, not bothering to look back.

The only reason he'd come over was to get this file.

Who knew if Timothy would lose his mind and back out of helping Jessica just because Vince had found her a lawyer?

Once in his car, Vince opened the folder.

Inside were files on ten women, all flagged by Timothy's data search. Each had the same distinctive birthmark and were all twenty-six years old. Some files had photos, others didn't.

them to his assistant, instructing him to dig up detailed backgrounds

In the past, he would never have bothered meddling in someone else's mess. But for reasons he couldn't quite explain, this time he wanted to get involved. Partly because he wanted to see Timothy knocked down a peg.

didn't step in, she'd probably never get out

left him feeling irritated. Seeing Vince's smug face,

the

a man with principles,

something sacred

an age where living together before marriage was the norm, he'd never entertained the idea of being with just any

his

want to share that kind of intimacy

for himself, and not for

someone, that was

never betray

enough to

only ever been with one woman,

made Timothy more restless. He inhaled

back into the living room, stubbed it out, and

apartment complex,

His gaze hardened.