Chapter 185

Timothy pulled his robe from the wardrobe, draping it over his arm. His expression remained calm, lips parting as if to speak, but when he looked at Jessica's almost unreadable face, he thought better of it and left the master bedroom without a word.

The guest room was right next door. He headed straight for the bathroom.

After showering, Timothy settled onto the bedroom balcony, lit a cigarette, and dialed Vince.

"Did you get that wound taken care of?"

Vince's first words cut straight to the point.

"Yeah."

"How'd you manage to hurt your neck? Bled a lot, didn't you?"

Vince probably had an idea, but asked anyway.

"Got bitten by a sweet little kitten with a mean streak," Timothy replied dryly.

"That sounds dangerous. Did you get a shot?"

Timothy took a deep drag, exhaling smoke. "Vince, I didn't call to chit-chat. Do you

you messed up

make it up to you

into a cold half-smile. "You're good at

soft, almost teasing. "If I offended without knowing, I hope President Lawson

Timothy didn't bother.

for Jessica-no money, nowhere

she didn't come home today, or

And yet...

million. Vince was certainly

buy from

where Jessica's money came

"Paper cutouts."

short and sharp. "I have a hard time believing you're not doing this just to

cutouts, for

to know Timothy had frozen Jessica's accounts, and now

nothing. It really was for the paper cutouts. Oh, and I forgot to tell you—three days from now, my grandfather's turning seventy. We're having a party at the house. Be there

love had been a master at traditional paper cutting. Larkin had a thing for

if Vince bought those simple snowflakes and little paper dolls Jessica made with Henry for that kind of money... It was laughable. Those trinkets weren't even worth pocket change, let alone good

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