Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Vince frowned, a sense of unease settling over him.

Mayfield was a shareholder in Stonebridge Construction.

A darker premonition crept into his mind. Was it just a coincidence? Or something

more?

It was still morning in Aetherion when Vince pulled out his phone and dialed

Sandra.

Sandra was surprised to see Vince's name pop up and quickly answered.

"Sandra."

"Vince, is there any improvement with Henry's situation?"

Sandra and Timothy's grandfather, Abell Howard, had originally planned to return home with Sallie. But Sallie, not wanting the elderly couple to endure the long journey and emotional turmoil, insisted they stay put. She promised to keep them updated if there was any news. So far, though, Sallie hadn't reached out.

illness. The whole Lawson family has been tested as potential donors. Once

"That's a relief."

Lawsons still hadn't told the Howard family about Timothy's accident. Vince hesitated, then asked, "Has

I called Sheila late that night and had her come back. I asked her about everything. The truth is, she spoils the child too much-lets him have his way, never guides him. I've told

young, leaving a gaping wound in both Sandra and Abell's lives. When they found Sheila, she became their

know—she still sided with Sheila deep

reason to call. I just didn't see

still

such a thing. For the past seven years, Timothy and Sheila have behaved like any normal siblings. They're close in age, grew up together, and Timothy is sentimental by nature. Sheila had a rough time back then, and Timothy's always

sigh. "Sandra, their marriage has more problems than just this. I can't

bit longer

still a shareholder at Stonebridge Construction, and with the recent accident

another call, arranging for two bodyguards to shadow Jessica

her safe,

want anything else to