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."

never let Timothy snatch the film

me, hoping I'd join 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 to help them push forward. I co-wrote the script with Carlisle. If they succeed, it'll prove the worth of people

Vince's eyes grew misty.

understood Jessica's intentions

couldn't speak, but she knew what

needed the world to see that they, too, could make their mark. They could shine in their careers, create something of value, and not just be objects of pity or

silent

it was something deeply honorable-worthy of the highest respect and

he suspected, had never truly understood Jessica's core beliefs. He

Timothy arrogantly assumed that geniuses didn't need to fight for

who still had to prove themselves, and Jessica was fighting

let

I really do. You're amazing

going to make

come true."

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

in her chest, like a soft stream

inexplicable