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."

would never let Timothy snatch the film away

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 to help them push forward. I co-wrote the script

Vince's eyes grew misty.

understood Jessica's

speak, but she knew what it meant to suffer

mark. They could shine in their careers, create something of value, and not just be objects of pity or

was their silent cry for

it was something deeply honorable-worthy of

truly understood Jessica's core beliefs. He

assumed that geniuses didn't need to fight for anything-they would simply

full of people with disabilities who still had to prove themselves, and

way he could let someone steal

really do. You're amazing honestly, you're the most

going to

come true."

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

warmth rose in her chest, like a soft stream flowing

an inexplicable