Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"It's a small-scale production, but there's a lot of potential. The voice recordings are underway, and all the initial financing is wrapped up. Right now, they're just looking for a distributor and a spot in theaters."

As soon as Yates Bryant finished speaking, Timothy Lawson lost interest.

He was looking for a project still in pre-production, something he could leverage to help launch Sheila Howard's career. A film that was already finished wasn't what he needed.

"I meant something that hasn't started yet, or at least is still in the works."

Yates lit a cigarette and leaned back lazily in his office chair. "Planning to do this for Sheila?"

"Yeah."

Timothy didn't bother hiding it.

Yates took a long drag, then said, "Timothy, have you lost your mind?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your wife walked out on you, and you're still tangled up with Sheila. You really think you're that irresistible?"

Timothy just shrugged it off. "There's nothing going on between me and Sheila. You guys are reading too much into it."

Yates couldn't help but laugh. "You're in way too deep to see clearly."

Timothy frowned. In truth, there really was nothing between him and Sheila.

gentle and considerate, never causing him any trouble. He'd always believed

did bring it up. He'd meant to explain, but Kane Sutton had called just then-Sheila had fallen from

good chance to

really be

so, that was an

could just explain it to

talk to you later. Keep an eye out for projects, and let me know if you find anything that fits. I've got

Timothy switched to the other

him before, forcing him to borrow friends' phones

bought a new SIM

just woken up from a faint when

call

steady beep at the end of the line.

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then again, Jessica rarely answered calls from

over the phone, but

out-let her know what

typed out a message: Jessy, things

explain everything-can you pick