Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"Dad, go ahead and take care of your business."

She really just called him Dad?

Vince Zimmerman let out a cold snort in his mind. Sheila Howard had been adopted by Abell and Sandra practically from the moment she was born. What a sweet deal for that so-called father-never raised a daughter, but the moment she found him, she recognized him anyway.

Sheila's biological father handed Timothy Lawson a business card. "Here's my card. If you need anything, don't hesitate to contact me."

Timothy barely glanced at the card and made no move to take it.

An awkward silence hung between them. Sheila nudged her father, urging him, "You should go."

With no other choice, he left for now.

Earlier, Vince had helped Jessica Greene run a check on that car, which was how he learned Sheila's father went by Mayfield.

She remembered, back when she was a kid, her grandma used to call him Dr. Field. Clearly, he'd been using a fake name for his cons.

Now he drove a Bentley, everything he wore screamed expensive, from the watch on his wrist to the signet ring on his thumb-a fortune on display. Apparently, he'd climbed the social ladder by now.

"Timothy," Sheila called, wanting to explain.

But Timothy had already turned away, heading back to his table.

Sheila followed after him.

leaned toward Vince. "Let's get out of

her outside. "I'll have the driver take you home, Jessica. I'm going

you," she said

up more on this Mayfield guy. Your grandma was a benefactor to my grandfather and to the whole Zimmerman family. I promise I'll

"Timothy, I overheard everything. Now that Sheila's found her real father, she's not

his arm.

help Jessica and challenge Timothy, even though he knew Timothy

worse- especially if she ever wanted to tell

was

Sheila was just the daughter of a family friend. He never had any special feelings for her,

well, and Sheila-well, she was just someone from Timothy's past. He didn't have much

that Sheila's real father was a conman left him feeling

am I? Then why doesn't he deny it?" Vince muttered,

up. "You

sharp breath. Timothy was always so protective of Sheila, as if he was terrified Vince would say

Yates. We're just third wheels here, anyway,"

had already asked them to leave; Yates knew better than to overstay.

"Sorry, Vince. I was hoping to get some info about your sister from Timothy, but he wouldn't say a word. Not even when I tried

an eyebrow.

didn't talk, our parents would go straight to the Lawsons

head. "You really think he's that easy to scare? Forget it. He's so determined to shield Sheila and won't let go of the marriage—I don't know where

one time, Vince had actually wanted to set them up, but