Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 171

Yates paused mid-sentence.

"So what are we really watching for?" Kane, always a bit slow on the uptake, looked confused.

"We're waiting to see if Timothy actually cares about that so-called wife of his."

Kane burst out laughing. "Honestly, I doubt there's anything to see. You keep talking about waiting for fireworks, but I don't think this is going to catch fire at all." Yates raised an eyebrow. "Well, we'll find out soon enough once we're inside." Their whispered conversation didn't escape Sheila's notice. In fact, she was just as curious to know where Jessica really stood in Timothy's heart.

Ever since that stormy night in the capital, she'd been uneasy. If, after all these years, Timothy had developed real feelings for Jessica, she couldn't afford to wait any longer.

That secret had to come out, and soon. It was the only way to clear the obstacle between her and Timothy.

Private Room V888.

Timothy pushed open the door.

At the sound, Vince and Jessica both looked up.

the threshold, the flicker of the dim lights casting shadows across his cold, expressionless features, making

the graceful confidence that always seemed to follow

others entered

Jessica didn't

without a hint of hesitation, he took the seat right next to Jessica, lounging back against the sofa

chest tighten-she could only think of how heartless

him. "Timothy, it's

surprise. They knew

and her fingers curled tensely in her

at the paper art studio-the one the

give in. She'd contacted the studio owner, who'd driven her back to

picked out a few pieces in the style Vince wanted and brought them back to the city, desperate to sell them for some quick

Vince was in a hurry to

lounge, and would be busy afterwards, so the

were, negotiating a