Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 482

A heavy silence settled over the room.

They had been friends since childhood-once inseparable.

As Timothy's emotions spilled over, the sadness in his voice tugged at Vince and Yates, no matter how hard they tried to steel themselves.

After a moment, Timothy sank onto the couch, his tone detached. "Go to the Lawsons. Tell them-everything that happened was my fault. I'll take the blame."

"If you want to take Jessica away, do it. I won't stand in your way anymore."

"Just... leave. I don't want to see either of you right now."

Vince had carried a thousand grievances in his chest, thinking he'd finally let them out when he saw Timothy. But faced with Timothy's withdrawal, it was like punching into a pillow-no resistance, no catharsis.

Timothy was backing down completely, refusing to fight back or even acknowledge their anger. He'd never once raised a hand to them. Even when Herbert Wheeler had come by last time, Timothy just dodged, taking a blow from a pool cue without retaliating.

Especially with Vince and Yates-he simply absorbed every accusation, refusing to argue or defend himself. Yates had even landed a couple of punches just now, and Timothy hadn't said a word.

Vince felt a growing frustration twist inside him. He grabbed Yates by the arm. "Let's go."

Yates looked stricken with guilt. As they stepped out of the villa, he frowned and muttered, "Where's Salome?"

"She's at home. Let's check in at the Lawson mansion first, see what's happening."

They each got into their own cars.

and curious. The second time was at Larkin

narrowly escaped a scolding from Mrs.

resemblance, mentioned it to Vince, even joked about it on social media, knowing Vince was looking for Salome yet somehow, it never clicked that

everything

was Salome, and kept it from

They needed to get to the Lawsons. Vince would explain the rest

the Lawson mansion

lent you a hand-a hefty loan, too, to help you out. And how

advance, confiding that

keep it a

line until he could figure things

both

hadn't told Larkin how he planned to handle

face, forcing a smile. "This is my fault. I honestly didn't know Jessy was Salome. But you

hurt our Salome suffered at

"That's right," Middleton Bryant

his tone hard.

let this go. Salome was always

made years ago. The

may have

but to let

We demand an explanation."

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