Goodbye, Mr. Regret

So that's what he overheard.

Unbelievable...

Vince Zimmerman's chest heaved with suppressed emotion.

Timothy Lawson had gone too far this time.

Jessica Greene must have endured so much over the years.

"Mr. Zimmerman, I just got a call from Carlisle. He said Bryant Edge Films is interested in our movie. Since production is almost wrapped up, they want exclusive rights to handle the marketing and distribution. If Carlisle doesn't agree, they'll make sure the film never hits theaters."

Vince's pupils contracted. The words were all too familiar-they'd just been discussing this same topic.noveldrama

So the animated film Yates Bryant was so interested in, the one that might just break the domestic box office record for animation, was Jessica's project.

Damn it!

Jessica was a radiant star, her brilliance dulled only by Timothy's shadow.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of this."

He would never let Timothy snatch the film away and let Sheila Howard take the credit.

"Thank you. I've poured my heart into this film. A few years ago, Carlisle approached me, hoping I'd join the project. But Henry was just a child then, and I barely had any time. Timothy didn't want me working either, so all I could do was give what little support I could to help them push forward. I co-wrote the script with Carlisle. If they succeed, it'll prove the worth of people with disabilities, help them gain real recognition."

Vince's eyes grew misty.

He understood Jessica's intentions completely.

She couldn't speak, but she knew what it meant to suffer in silence.

People like them needed the world to see that they, too, could make their mark. They could shine in their careers, create something of value, and not just be objects of pity or ridicule.

This was their silent cry for dignity.

And it was something deeply honorable-worthy of the highest respect and admiration.

Timothy, he suspected, had never truly understood Jessica's core beliefs. He only saw her as a fragile, mute woman.

Even after witnessing her talent, Timothy arrogantly assumed that geniuses didn't need to fight for anything-they would simply have their value recognized.

But the world was full of people with disabilities who still had to prove themselves, and Jessica was fighting for them.

There was no way he could let someone steal that achievement from her.

"I get it, Jessy. I really do. You're amazing honestly, you're the most incredible woman I've ever met

Trust me, you're going to make your

dreams come true." fo

It was the first time, aside from her mentor, that someone had encouraged her like this-about her work, her dreams.

A strange, gentle warmth rose in her chest, like a soft stream flowing through her heart.

She felt an inexplicable trust toward Vince.

Even though Vince was Timothy's friend, even though she'd escaped Timothy's grasp, she still chose to believe in him.

From the moment they met, Vince had helped her without hesitation.

"Thank you, Mr. Zimmerman."

"No need to thank me. The film situation is urgent—I'll handle it right away."

"Wait," Jessica called out, stopping him. "Timothy can't know about this."

At first, Timothy claimed he was fine with her working, but later he changed his mind. When she wanted to go abroad with

he tried to stop her at evenné

Smith,

turn.

If he found out she was the investor in the film, something might go wrong. She couldn't let her

involvement destroy all the hard work Carlisle and the others had poured into this project.