Goodbye, Mr. Regret

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.

Jessica get a few group shots

vendors lining the street. She'd bought a bunch, and now

across 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

the campaign, Vince switched on the big screen in their private

catch the start: the screen exploded in a wash of deep-blue waves, only to fade

the umbilical cord becomes a message in a bottle,

deaf boy lay sprawled on a beach as waves crashed over him. The umbilical cord snaked from his abdomen, twisting into a fragile glass bottle. Somewhere, a mother's agonized cries in the throes of

moments before disaster. 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

...

transfixed, eyes

moments flashed across the trailer. Daisy watched tears streaming down her face. She'd grown up without a mother, in the film, the boy's mother had given him life at the

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

read: "Let the umbilical cord connect

the boy's body, alive

*Message in a Bottle*-coming

the script, but seeing the trailer, so beautifully crafted, moved her

Carlisle and the others

were

movie was their silent cry as

and it was finally about

reach the world.

their faces. He