Goodbye, Mr. Regret

So that's what he overheard.

Unbelievable...

Vince Zimmerman's chest heaved with suppressed emotion.

Timothy Lawson had gone too far this time.

Jessica Greene must have endured so much over the years.

"Mr. Zimmerman, I just got a call from Carlisle. He said Bryant Edge Films is interested in our movie. Since production is almost wrapped up, they want exclusive rights to handle the marketing and distribution. If Carlisle doesn't agree, they'll make sure the film never hits theaters."

Vince's pupils contracted. The words were all too familiar-they'd just been discussing this same topic.

So the animated film Yates Bryant was so interested in, the one that might just break the domestic box office record for animation, was Jessica's project.

Damn it!

Jessica was a radiant star, her brilliance dulled only by Timothy's shadow.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of this."

let Timothy snatch the film away and let Sheila Howard

the project. But Henry was just a child then, and I barely had any time. Timothy didn't want me working either, so all I could do was give what little support I could

Vince's eyes grew misty.

understood Jessica's

speak, but she knew what it

that they, too, could make their mark. They could shine in their careers, create something of value, and not just be

their silent

honorable-worthy of the highest

Jessica's core beliefs. He only

witnessing her talent, Timothy arrogantly assumed that geniuses didn't need to

still had

no way he could let someone steal that achievement

Jessy. I really do. You're amazing honestly, you're the

me, you're going

come true." fo

time, aside from her mentor, that someone had encouraged her like this-about her work, her

her chest,

an inexplicable trust toward