Chapter 192

"Did you get the agreement notarized?"

A tangled knot of emotions tightened in Timothy's chest.

So that was why she'd come to collect the notarization receipt?

"You seem awfully eager about this," he said.

Jessica nodded.

"You really don't trust me, do you?" His voice was cool, almost detached.

She didn't deny it. She couldn't. Time was a luxury he had a lifetime, perhaps. She only had six months left. She couldn't afford to waste even a day.

Jessica stayed silent.

Timothy's handsome face was unreadable, his eyes clouded with something distant.

Her silence said it all.

He pulled back the lapel of his suit and took his phone from the inside pocket, dialing the lawyer.

"Is the agreement notarized?"

"It's done."

the receipt to

in a thin line, he crossed to the desk and picked

in a glass of

Jessica's eyelashes fluttered.

the receiver down and leaned against the desk, quietly studying

spilled golden across the office, but

Click-

made

the tip of his cigarette glowed as smoke drifted lazily from his lips. The subtle, woodsy scent curled through the room, deepening the air of mystery that seemed to surround him these

she still couldn't

knock at the door broke the

"Come in," Timothy called.

Allen entered, carrying a glass of orange juice, and set it down beside Jessica, politely saying, "Here you

the lawyer arrived, handing over

"All set, Mr. Lawson."

"Give it to her."

took the slip, glanced at it, and, once they'd both left, slipped it into her bag and stood to

Drink the juice before you leave,"

scene, so she picked up the

to disappear tonight? Planning not

floor. Orange juice and shards of glass splattered across

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