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

corpse before I trust you. No way

in his chair and flicked the ash off his cigarette with slender fingers. "You're overthinking it. If you're worried, you can take full charge

him an amused glance, his grin widening. "That just makes it an even bigger trap.

the start to just give Timothy

deal meant losing

was just common sense and the kind

the game-something about this whole thing

looked at Vince, serious for once. "You're

"Positive."

set the contract back

on the desk and leaned in, eyes narrowing. "So, what did you do? Feeling guilty about something? Is that why you're trying to throw

sŵnovel

game, maybe I should be suspicious of

the whole finished

I beat you to the punch back then, built the station before

little sister. I've got to show some