Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Phelps grew even more anxious.

Jessica wanted a divorce, and now Timothy was off looking for Sheila-was that the reason behind it all?

If that was the case, he couldn't allow Timothy and Jessica to go through with the divorce.

As for everything Timothy had done to Jessica, Phelps would have to find another way to handle it.

"You'd better get going," he told his assistant. "I'll have your father look after Henry. And do you know where Jessica went?"

"No, I don't."

"All right. That's all for now."

After ending the call, Phelps immediately tried to reach Timothy. His phone was off.

Must still be in the air.

Utter nonsense.

Frustrated, Phelps decided to call Timothy's grandfather, Abell Howard, directly.

There was no way he would ever approve of anything romantic between Timothy and Sheila.

"Abell, is Sheila home?"

is. Why do you ask all

the two families, and with the Howards

days, they only spoke

in his leg and can't move, barely out of the hospital for two days, and then he charters a private jet to fly to Aetherion. I can't imagine he's here for anything other than Sheila. I honestly don't know how to handle this. I'll leave

the matter were truly out of

grandfather, he had no intention of ever agreeing to

Sheila was his child, and Timothy was his eldest daughter's

I'll

Abell. And how's your health

exchanged a few pleasantries before Phelps

people out to look for Jessica. He needed to see her face-to-face, to have

one for

conversation like this cohet

answer the phone

had

over a call.

was scheduled to leave at 11 p.m., which meant

time he landed in

he got off the plane, Timothy called

"Where's Jessica staying?"

Vince replied

in the