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.

"Let's

Jessica. I'm going to stick around and see what else I can find

she

benefactor to my grandfather and to the whole Zimmerman family. I

Gin Lane Epilogues. He walked straight to Timothy's table, dropped into the seat beside Yates Bryant, and announced, "Timothy, I overheard everything. Now that Sheila's found her real father, she's not technically your aunt anymore. That means your marriage is pretty much over. If you two want to pick up where you left off,

his arm. "Vince,

Vince had been going out of his way to help Jessica and challenge Timothy, even though he knew Timothy didn't want the divorce. But Vince just couldn't resist these little

she'd only make things worse- especially if she

was

for years. The Zimmermans and the Howards had always been close; to him, Sheila was just the daughter of

she was just someone from Timothy's past. He didn't have

the fact that Sheila's real father was

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

looked up. "You two should

always so protective of Sheila,

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

leave; Yates knew better than to overstay. He got

Vince. I was hoping to get some info about your sister from Timothy, but he wouldn't say a

arched an eyebrow. "Pressure him

go straight to the Lawsons

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

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