Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 449

Chapter 449

Did someone just send her a Christmas Eve gift?

Herbert.

It had to be him. Again.

Timothy grabbed his phone and called Secretary Allen.

"Go buy 999 gift-wrapped apples and have them delivered to The Gilded Whisper Estates. And arrange for a Christmas tree."

He hung up before Allen could respond.

Timothy picked up the apple sitting on the vanity, meaning to toss it into the trash -but after a moment's hesitation, he set it back down. The last time he'd pretended to throw away that necklace Herbert gave her, she'd been furious. Why was he getting so worked up over an apple anyway?

Was she out to dinner with Herbert again tonight?

Agitated, Timothy pulled out his phone and dialed Jessica.

Meanwhile, Jessica had already bought the gold-plated cutlery and bowls. Carlisle and his crew-five key members in all-were present to witness her officially naming Daisy as her goddaughter.

Just as her phone buzzed with Timothy's call, Jessica glanced at the screen and muted it, choosing not to answer.

Vince beamed at her. "Hey, why don't I take a photo of you and Daisy to commemorate the occasion?"

"Great idea,” Jessica replied.

several pictures, then helped Jessica get a few group shots with Carlisle and

lining the street. She'd bought a bunch, and now everyone was holding one, grinning for the

every social media platform. Vince had picked this date for a reason; now, movie teasers were flooding the internet, and there was even a promotion on Christmas Day, theaters in every city would be giving away

big screen in their private room. The film channel was

the channel just in time to catch the start: the screen exploded in a wash of deep-blue waves, only to fade quickly to black. Over the sound of surging

in a bottle, can

his abdomen, twisting into a fragile glass bottle. Somewhere, a

pregnant woman in labor, her screams splitting the night as a storm raged outside. Just as the child was about to be born, a monstrous

...

eyes glued to

the boy's mother had given him life at the cost of her own. Yet, she found ways to stay

to a close, all the glass bottle umbilical cords exploded into a brilliant starry sky. The deaf boy tipped his head back,

"Let the umbilical cord connect

the boy's body, alive

in a Bottle*-coming

beat of the script, but seeing the trailer, so beautifully crafted, moved her deeply. The

and the others

were

was their silent cry as

and it was finally about

reach the world.

nostalgia-and pride-etched on their faces. He started

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