Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 212

“What are you talking about, Kane?” Sheila chided gently. “Jessica is Timothy’s wife. The only reason Yates and Vince treat her well is out of respect for Timothy. You really shouldn’t say things like that.”

Yates didn’t comment.

The three of them made their way into the ballroom to wish Larkin a happy birthday.

Jessica had just signed for a delivery when Vince appeared beside her.

A few moments earlier, Jessica had stepped out to use the restroom, and when Vince saw her heading back toward the ballroom, he began searching for her, worried she might have trouble speaking up for herself.

Jessica quickly typed a message on her phone: “Mr. Zimmerman, could you please ask two people to help me carry something in? It’s a birthday gift I prepared for your grandfather.”

Vince immediately called over two of the staff members stationed at the entrance to help move the present.

Together, they walked inside.

The ballroom was abuzz with guests presenting gifts to Larkin.

Sallie had intended to complain about Vince in front of Larkin, but seeing how busy he was, she had no choice but to swallow her grievances for the time being.

In the blink of an eye, Sheila, Kane, and Yates entered the hall together.

When Sallie spotted Sheila, her expression soured even further.

But whatever had happened between Sheila and Timothy was kept strictly between the Lawsons and the Howards. No one else knew the full story except Timothy’s three closest friends.

On the surface, Sheila was still the Howard family’s young lady, Timothy’s aunt by marriage.

“As long as you like it, that’s what matters most,” Sheila replied. “I wish you health and happiness all the days of your life.”

Larkin beamed at her. “Such a thoughtful young lady. When you see your father, tell him I send my regards. Please, have a seat.”

Although Sheila was adopted by the Howards, Timothy’s mother had passed away early, and the family cherished Sheila as if she were their own. She was the kind of daughter people treasured, gentle and poised—a model of grace and refinement. No one in their circle ever looked down on her for being adopted.

Sheila was everything a family could hope for in a young woman—intelligent, generous, and well-mannered. The elders in the room couldn’t help but sing her praises, especially after seeing how much Larkin appreciated her gift.

Sheila handled the compliments with practiced ease, her smile warm and her responses effortless.

Standing to one side, Jessica couldn’t help but feel out of place. She had married into this powerful family, yet she’d never attended an event like this. The sense of not belonging was unmistakable.

Vince seemed to sense her discomfort. He called out in Larkin’s direction, “Grandpa, the special guest you asked me to invite has arrived.”