Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 164

Just then, Timothy's phone rang.

It was a call from Sallie.

The moment he answered, Sallie's voice exploded through the receiver. "Timothy, are you out of your mind? Why did you sell Mom's pearl necklace? If you didn't want it, you could have given it to me! What right do you have to sell Mom's keepsake?"

She was seconds away from outright screaming at him.

Timothy's lips pressed into a thin, bloodless line.

He'd been waiting all day, and now it made sense why Jessica hadn't come home.

She'd actually sold the necklace he'd given her.

Without another word, Timothy hung up on Sallie, rose to his feet, and strode straight out of the house.

Sheila and Henry arrived back just as he was leaving.

"Timothy."

"Dad."

They called out in unison.

But Timothy's face was thunderous, his expression cold as stone. He didn't even

them-he slammed the door

up with Dad? Did something major just

Sheila had no clue.

Timothy in

had to

day. Any idea what got

He'd spent the whole day working from home, and now-right

It made no sense.

just the housekeeper. I don't know what goes on

so kind; even though the master wasn't around much, before

warm.

Sheila was here, the master lingered at home more often,

squeezed Sheila's hand. "My dad gets like this a lot. Let's just ignore him. Didn't

to track down exactly how

Timothy, and together they headed to the luxury

car, letting Secretary Allen handle the

down the window, and Allen hesitated before speaking. "The shop owner said a beautiful woman-mute, apparently-sold him the items. The pearl necklace and a brooch. He paid

so tightly his knuckles turned

The nerve she had.

dared to sell

mere six million. She must be

it for her himself. Clearly, it meant