Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 320

Timothy's expression darkened as he shot Vince a look, then spoke into his phone. "Understood. I'll be right there."

He could guess easily enough this was probably Vince's doing, bringing Jessica in to file a report.

A chill flickered across Timothy's usually warm and handsome features, but he didn't bother to argue with Vince.

Standing up, he said, "I've got something to take care of. I'll be off."

Yates blinked in confusion. "We haven't even started dinner."

Timothy didn't look back. He walked straight out, letting the private dining room door click shut behind him.

Yates turned to Vince, giving him an exaggerated thumbs-up. "You're something else. Seriously, I don't get it-why does Timothy put up with you?"

Vince raised an eyebrow. "You mean today?"

"Not just today. I mean, even before this. Today's just weirder than usual."

Vince, for his part, didn't think Timothy's patience today was all that odd. What did puzzle him was Timothy's leniency in the past. Aside from that whole battery share fiasco, he'd pushed Timothy's buttons plenty of times.

never really held

night. Instead, he

please. It's obvious. If you're not stealing his wife, why hide her away and meddle

I ever say I liked

might as well have. It's written all over your

had barely interacted with Jessica-maybe three times,

at a private

the Zimmerman

The

really knew was that she was pretty, gentle, softspoken—a bit like Vince's

thought struck him, and he narrowed his eyes. "Vince, you sure you don't just like her because she reminds you of

can be a strange thing to

heard stories-long-lost relatives, unaware of their connection, inexplicably

was taken aback. "I never noticed. Never even thought about it. She doesn't feel like my sister

I'm

for my sister for years. It's not like Timothy doesn't know that. And he knows her

wasn't that despicable. That was why, after