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.

elegant at the threshold, the flicker of the dim lights casting shadows across his cold, expressionless features, making the air around him

inside with the graceful

others entered

Jessica didn't

he took the seat

again, Jessica felt her chest tighten-she could only think of how heartless and cold he'd

polite, greeted him. "Timothy, it's been

eyes widened in surprise. They

sank, and her fingers curled

the paper art studio-the

bank accounts and assets, Jessica had refused to give in. She'd contacted the studio owner, who'd driven her back to

few pieces in the style Vince wanted and brought them back to the city, desperate to

was in a hurry to

he'd be meeting a client at the Red House lounge, and would be busy afterwards,

were,