Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 15

She wandered through the exhibition, admiring Ines's creations-some were flat illustrations, others 3D models, a few so lifelike they could have drawn breath, and all sorts of imaginative merchandise lining the shelves.

Around her, students mingled in elaborate cosplay, their costumes transforming the crowded hall into a moving, vibrant tableau. The place was packed, buzzing with excitement.

Eventually, Jessica managed to squeeze her way through the throng and escape to the restroom. As she stepped back out, she caught sight of Timothy standing beside Ines.

"Mr. Lawson, I appreciate your investment in this national tour, but when it comes to taking on students, I only have two criteria: talent and spirit. I've reviewed Miss Howard's work, and, unfortunately, she doesn't meet my standards. I'm sorry."

So Ines was here at Timothy's invitation. And clearly, it was for Sheila's sake.

"Talent and spirit-those are rather vague, Ines. Could you be more specific?" Timothy pressed, still fighting for Sheila's chance.

Ines replied, "There's a piece in this exhibit that hasn't been revealed to the public yet. I'll be introducing it shortly. Take a look, and you'll understand what I mean by talent and spirit."

piece must be something extraordinary. She couldn't wait to

to the

Ines reappeared,

industry here still had so much room to grow, which meant limitless possibilities. As one of its leading figures, Ines had committed herself to nurturing and advancing the field, always pushing for both innovation and excellence. She dreamed of

it came to her own, she was just as candid, pointing out both strengths and flaws without

mentor-she embodied the true spirit of a

thoughts drifted

had taught her the intricate

a cure. Eventually, they heard of a physician who promised a miracle-if they could pay a staggering sum. For a traditional artisan, ten thousand dollars was unimaginable, but her

first visit, money spent and hope

was too much; guilt and grief weighed her down until she