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It was Yates calling.
Vince thought for a moment before answering.
“It’s almost noon. Want to grab lunch together?”
A call at this hour—Vince knew exactly what this was about.
Still, he wanted to ask Yates how he really felt about Jessica. After all, Yates was the only one among them with any real experience in relationships.
Kane Sutton had plenty of women, but none of it meant anything—asking him for advice was pointless.
After a brief pause, Vince replied, “Where should we meet?”
“How about The Silverthread Eatery?”
“Alright. I’ll be there soon.”
Vince closed his phone and remained at Jessica’s bedside.
She hadn’t slept all night; it wasn’t long before exhaustion overtook her.
Before leaving, Vince called a female assistant from his office to come over and look after her, leaving the room key at the front desk.
By the time he arrived at The Silverthread Eatery, Yates was already waiting in a private booth.
“Timothy’s not here?” Vince asked as soon as he sat down.
Yates raised an eyebrow. “You two are sharp as ever.”
Vince’s mouth curled into a cold, knowing half-smile.
He hadn’t been answering Timothy’s calls—so of course Timothy would go through Yates.
“What did he say to you?” Vince asked.
Yates shrugged. “Not much. Just asked me to invite you to lunch. He’s probably on his way. Felt like something’s up between you two—is this about his wife?”
The moment Vince walked in, Yates had sensed something was off about him today.
Now, Vince’s lips pressed into an even tighter line.
“You’re overthinking it. Timothy never truly cared about Jessy.”
Yates frowned. “Why can’t you just let it go? Are you really going to go head-to-head with Timothy over a woman?”
Just as he finished, Timothy appeared in the doorway.
He paused.
After a long moment, Vince suddenly ground out, “Yeah. I am.”
Timothy pushed open the door and entered the booth.
Yates’s eyes widened in surprise.
What timing.
Had Timothy heard?
Timothy sat down beside Yates, directly across from Vince, his face stony and silent.
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