Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 395

"You weren't wrong-you did the right thing. In fact, you could've stabbed a bit harder back then, maybe even gone for a second shot."

Timothy pulled a cigarette from the pack, lit it, and took a slow drag.

Vince shot him a sideways look. "Did you bang your head in that car accident? Or is this just your natural state?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm perfectly lucid."

Vince snapped the partnership contract shut and tossed it onto the desk in front of Timothy. "Honestly, this all smells fishy. If you don't spell it out for me, I'd rather

just hand over the whole site to you for free than sign this thing."

Timothy exhaled a lazy ring of smoke, studying Vince through the haze.

Sharp as ever.

If he ever figured out that Jessica was actually Salome, things would get messy fast.

"You really don't trust me, do you?"

features faded in and out of the smoke like

Please. You're Timothy. I'd trust a corpse before I trust you. No way

it. If you're worried, you can take full charge of the project.

an amused glance, his grin widening. "That just makes it an even bigger trap. Only a fool would fall for it. And

give Timothy the power station

this deal meant losing

the kind of business instinct you pick up

the game-something about this whole thing screamed

hand and looked at Vince, serious

"Positive."

the contract back

did you do? Feeling guilty about something? Is that why you're trying to

sŵnovel

game, maybe I should be suspicious of you. Why

giving me the whole

station before you could, so I owe you.

my little sister. I've got to show some sincerity,