Lost Me Gained Regret

As soon as I opened the door, a man I didn't recognize was standing outside. He was dressed in a finely tailored suit and vest, tall and dignified, with a dark coat casually draped over one arm. He appeared to

be in his early thirties, yet there was an air of deep, inscrutable authority about him... like an elder.

I didn't recall ever meeting this man, so I was momentarily taken aback. "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Hello." He nodded slightly, "I'm looking for Ike Taylor."

"Ike?" My brain froze for a moment, then it clicked, and I asked with a smile, "You mean Ike?"

"Yes."

"And you are...?"

"I'm his father, Herbert Taylor."

"...Alright."

me of the few times Ike had mentioned his dad-calling him an old-fashioned guy. Herbert didn't rudely peer past me into the house but maintained eye contact "Today is the

influential families in the area, alongside the Ford and Myers families. They were known for being both low-key and deeply connected. Yet, Herbert didn't

friendly smile, "Would you mind if I call Edith first, just to

elevator lobby

phone and dialed Edith Ford, "Edith, Ike's dad is here. He says there's

up?" Edith sounded annoyed, "Hand him the

I went over to Herbert.

go off on the other end. However, Herbert's tone was softer

called before I came over, but you didn't

I should've kept calling

get

went back to scoop up Ike, who had just finished

little shop was quite close to SZ Technology.