Goodbye, Mr. Regret novel Chapter 230

Timothy knew well enough how Mr. Smith operated. During their call last night, Mr. Smith had mentioned he was waiting for someone, but as a friend, Timothy hadn’t planned to push him too hard.

Timothy took a small sip of his coffee. “Aren’t you going to wait for the person you mentioned?”

Mr. Smith grinned, carefree as ever. “No need. I trust you—you know my situation, and you’d never set me up with the wrong person.”

“That’s true enough.”

After all, Sheila had made quite a name for herself in the animation industry. Timothy was familiar with the role in question; it wasn’t the lead, and he doubted Sheila would have any trouble with it.

“Then it’s settled,” Mr. Smith said. “Let me know when you’re free to set up a meeting so we can talk through the details.”

Tomorrow was a holiday, and Timothy would be heading back to his family’s old house. “How about tonight?”

“Perfect! It’s a date. Dinner’s on me at The Silverthread Eatery tonight.”

After parting ways with Timothy, Mr. Smith texted Ines to let her know he’d worked things out and invited her to join them for dinner at The Silverthread Eatery that evening.

Jessica was, after all, Ines’s student. Mr. Smith had first reached out to Ines about the project, so of course she had to be included. Besides, Ines had animation experience herself, which would make the discussion easier.

When Ines got the message, she tried calling Jessica, but her phone was switched off.

Still, since Mr. Smith had already arranged things with Timothy, and Timothy would surely bring Jessica along, Ines didn’t worry about getting in touch with her directly.

Jessica, meanwhile, had wanted to call Ines, but with the Thanksgiving Day falling tomorrow, she’d decided to head back to her hometown to visit her mother’s and grandmother’s graves.

The Thanksgiving Day wasn’t just a time for family reunions; it was also an important occasion to honor the departed.

For the past seven years, all her time and energy had been devoted to the Lawson family. She’d followed their traditions, joined their gatherings, and never once had the chance to return home for her own family’s rituals.