Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 451

Vince answered the call.

Timothy Lawson's voice came through the line.

"You're helping Jessy look into Mayfield. Do you know why she's after him?"

Jessica Greene frowned; Timothy seemed awfully interested in this matter.

She couldn't let him find out the truth.

Vince's reply was curt. "Stop calling me about this. I'm not telling you anything."

He hung up.

Turning to Jessica, Vince reassured her, "Don't worry, Jessy. I won't let him in on any of this."

“But getting justice for my grandmother won't be easy,” he added. “Timothy showed me Mayfield's file today. Turns out Mayfield's been living in Cloverdale for who-knows-how-long, and he's made quite a name for himself. I'd bet all those shady things he did in the past are well covered up now."

Jessica shook her head slightly. "No secret stays buried forever. It's not up to him to decide what stays hidden."

Vince nodded. "Yeah."

Jessica agreed, but she knew it wouldn't be easy.

And with Mayfield being Sheila Howard's biological father, she had no doubt Timothy would do anything to protect Sheila if he ever learned the truth.

That's why Timothy could never find out.

Their car pulled into The Gilded Whisper Estates.

Daisy stirred and woke up.

to see Jessica climbing out with Daisy in her arms. Vince got out as well,

I don't want to go home. I want to

don't you let her sleep over at my

have any clothes

enough for one night.

hesitated, then nodded.

knelt to Daisy's eye level. "You be good

Daisy nodded vigorously.

them turned and saw Timothy

shot Timothy a cool glance, then got back in his

once and greeted him sweetly, "Good evening, Mr.

"Daisy, your godmother is my wife.

"Daisy, your godmother is getting a divorce. You don't need to

"Do you really need to say

the child? She doesn't

up, matter-of-fact,

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she glanced up at Jessica, her

Each one more outrageous than

a point, kiddo. Such a

master bedroom door, a wave of sweet

glossy skins shining in the atmospheric glow of string lights. A Christmas tree stood proudly on

godmother! Your room is gorgeous! Look at all these apples. If

Christmas spirit filled the room, and Jessica's

a year ago, maybe things would have been

glanced over at Timothy. He said nothing, simply

afraid she'd tell him to stop, or accuse him

down. Daisy picked out the roundest, reddest apple and held it up.