Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Timothy had already been feeling a bit guilty over the whole situation, but when Vince brought it all out into the open again, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. His pride took a serious hit.

Worse yet, Vince was becoming more and more overbearing, meddling in places he had no business.

"If you have so much free time, Mr. Zimmerman, maybe you should spend it looking after your little sister. Your own family's a mess, yet here you are worrying about someone else's affairs."

With Henry present, Timothy had no intention of arguing with Vince. He didn't want to set a bad example for the boy.

Still, something seemed off. Timothy quickly caught on and asked, "How did you know we were here?"

Vince looked a little flustered but recovered almost immediately. "My father's a fan of papercutting. I heard there's a kids' competition today, so I thought I'd stop by and see if any of the pieces caught his eye."

It was a decent excuse, but Timothy just snorted. "Children's artwork? You really think your father's going to be impressed?"

"You never know," Vince shot back. "He might stumble across a young prodigy." Vince wasn't backing down an inch.

When it came to raising children, Timothy firmly believed you had to let them keep their dignity, especially in front of others. With Vince around, he decided not to say anything more to Henry. Whatever needed to be discussed could wait until they got home.

start. I'll take

Timothy scooped Henry up

followed them into

a thing about papercutting, but Henry had obvious talent for it -undoubtedly

Lorenzo was calling

the organizing committee would be honored if you'd serve as the chief judge for this event. Would you be available to guide the kids and share your

artists Lorenzo knew, Jessica's skill

panel consisted of the city's most renowned traditional papercutting masters. After hearing about Jessica, every one of

event: traditional crafts like this were becoming rare, and the Riverside City Cultural Department was keen to promote and preserve these skills so they wouldn'to

the same competition

to be there, she hesitated. She wasn't sure she wanted

about the event's purpose and remembering it was also her grandmother's wish-Jessica finally agreed. She

already knew the

this competition ages ago, back when Jessica was still handling every