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

Timothy. I'd trust a corpse before I trust you.

the ash off his cigarette with slender fingers. "You're overthinking it. If you're

widening. "That just makes it an even bigger trap. Only a fool would fall for it. And I'm no fool, so you

from the start to just give Timothy the power station

deal meant losing

just common sense and the kind of business instinct you pick up after

about this whole thing screamed

and looked at Vince, serious

"Positive."

the contract back

folded his arms on the desk and leaned in, eyes narrowing. "So, what did you do? Feeling guilty about something?

sŵnovel

that game, maybe I should be suspicious of you. Why

giving me the

you to the punch back then, built the station before you could, so I owe

got to show some sincerity, don't