Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 275

"You're the only one gutsy enough to ask for my help and still throw shade at me."

Timothy had always had a remarkable tolerance for Vince.

Two years ago, Vince had managed to tank Timothy's shared power station project.

Yet even after all this time, Vince kept dancing around the edges, testing his patience.

Timothy wasn't even angry about it.

"You've said enough," he replied coolly. "So let me give you some advice: don't go around policing other people's boundaries if you can't respect your own. Otherwise, one day I might not even remember whose husband you're supposed to be."

His eyes darkened, his expression unreadable.

Vince just shrugged, waving the folder in his hand. "I've got real work to do. Not going to stick around and banter with you. Bye!"

He stood up and strode out, not bothering to look back.

The only reason he'd come over was to get this file.

Who knew if Timothy would lose his mind and back out of helping Jessica just because Vince had found her a lawyer?

Once in his car, Vince opened the folder.

were files on ten women, all flagged by Timothy's data search. Each had the same distinctive birthmark and were all twenty-six

assistant, instructing him to dig up detailed backgrounds on each woman

the past, he would never have bothered meddling in someone else's mess. But for reasons he couldn't

in, she'd probably never get out of this

interference left him feeling irritated. Seeing Vince's smug face, Timothy decided not to

against the balcony and

a man with principles,

meant something sacred to

age where living together before marriage was the norm, he'd never

in his own way, a

to share that kind of intimacy with more

for himself, and

once he'd chosen someone, that was it—just one,

would never betray

that enough

say they'd only ever been

made Timothy more restless. He inhaled

back into the living room, stubbed it out,

apartment complex,

His gaze hardened.

out his phone and

was discussing something