"Timothy, why don't you stay a while longer? What's the rush?"

Timothy turned to look at Yates and replied, "I don't mind staying, but let's switch places. Let's go to the lounge."

He figured Jessica had probably asked Vince for help again, and they were most likely looking for the owner of that car.

Yates had no idea what Timothy was planning, but honestly, he didn't care where they sat.

So, the two of them moved to the lounge.

They had barely settled in when Vince and Jessica walked in as well.

Yates let out a quiet chuckle. "No wonder you wanted to switch seats."

Vince and Jessica noticed them, too.

Yates glanced at Timothy, then quickly waved Vince over. "Hey, Vince! Want to join us?"

He was just trying to give Timothy a little more of a chance.

"No, thanks. I've got something to take care of."

Vince declined, almost curtly.

Yates shrugged helplessly. "Timothy, I tried for you. If Vince won't take the bait, there's nothing I can do."

Timothy didn't seem bothered. "It's fine.”

Vince and Jessica found their own seats and spoke in hushed voices.

"So, who exactly are you looking for?" Vince asked.

man who ruined my grandmother's life," Jessica

the large mole above

explained what had happened all those

someone out of money

kept the receipt from when she paid him. She even went to the police, but they never found him. And now, after all this time,

we call the police

I want to be sure it's really him before we

yet-if she acted too soon and he slipped away, she'd never forgive herself. Not after what he did to

quietly smoking, his gaze hardly

I honestly can't figure you out. What do you even

want a normal life," Timothy replied, the same answer as

Jessica, though-she'd changed.

time ago. His heart and soul belonged to his marriage. Why couldn't

for- and to her shock, Sheila was on his arm, laughing as

Vince froze in surprise.

another man around?

Sheila for years and had never even heard of a

cane and walked

moment Sheila turned her head, she

him everything, but she hadn't

spotting Yates-and, at

onto Sheila. Sheila let go of the man's

what are you doing

his sharp gaze fixed on

as curious about Sheila's relationship

dropped her eyes, her voice tentative. "Timothy, I'm

is he, Sheila?" Timothy pressed, his patience wearing

Whisper Estates, Timothy had insisted there was nothing between him and Sheila. Now look at him he couldn't handle

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