Tangled Temptations

Chapter 262

Harvey called out.

Brett turned around. Pointing towards the piano, he commented lightly, "Looks good, doesn't it?"

Under the crystal chandelier, Harvey had a gentle look in his eyes, tinged with a hint of nostalgia for the past. "Eloise and I bought it when we started dating. It used to be in our apartment, but we moved it here when Linda started taking piano lessons."

He made a gesture, "Have a seat."

Brett sauntered over to the couch and gently placed a file on the coffee table. Harvey picked it up and flipped it open. It was an internal document, about seven or eight pages long. It listed severe charges and ended with the prosecutor's recommended sentence.

Brett's voice was low, "Death penalty. Unless something changes, it'll be executed in two months."

As he spoke, his gaze was intense and his emotions were mixed. He had learned some undisclosed information from the inside, and he also understood why Linda, despite losing so much blood, had managed to survive back then.

He had underestimated Harvey. When push came to shove, Harvey was ruthless.

After Harvey finished reading, he handed the file back to Brett. He knew that the speedy handling of this case was thanks to Brett's efforts. Despite their usual disagreements, Brett had proven that in critical moments, they were on the same

side.

Harvey got up, walked to the bar, and took out a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses. He offered, "Drink?"

His suggestion was an invitation for Brett to stay the night.

Brett waved him off. Looking up towards the second floor, he saw Eloise standing there. He got up, dusted off his trousers, and smiled, "No thanks. I have a meeting in the morning."

Harvey didn't insist, but he offered Brett to stay the night.

Brett patted his shoulder, "The driver is waiting for me. Take care of Eloise." As he uttered the last words, he seemed to remember something, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. After all, he couldn't let go.

Harvey understood what was left unsaid, and didn't mention Orlena. He walked Brett out to his car.

The black Audi slowly pulled away.

Harvey didn't immediately return to the villa. He stood alone in the parking area, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. The smoke enveloped him, obscuring his face. He recalled many memories, both good and bad. But these would all eventually become part of the past as Joan faced justice.

After smoking one cigarette, he turned around and went back.

entrance of the villa. Her face was gently illuminated by the dim light. Harvey quickly walked over and put his arms around her shoulders, "Why are you out here? It's

interlaced her fingers with his and then

voice incredibly tender, "What is it?

tightened her grip and murmured, "Harvey, don't talk. I just want to hold

held each

waist. She

when she was angry with him, she was unyielding. But when she wanted to be submissive, she was incredibly soft. She would never resist him, no matter how he treated her. If it were any other night, he might have taken her. But tonight, they needed each other's warmth to soothe the pain

Brett sat in

asked softly, "Mr. Brett, where do we go

top-secret projects and her.

next day, after finishing his meeting, he would return to Brockville. After all,

years ago, he had taken on a mission. Amidst Brett's busyness, he felt like he was walking on thin ice, every step a

remembered the day they broke up two years ago. The usually disciplined him smoked two packs of cigarettes

he wouldn't lose his sanity. He wouldn't fall into the trap of love like a young boy.

her. But when he arrived, she wasn't alone. She was with a young, gentlemanly

wasn't until nine in the evening that the man finally

Horigan Mansion, Brett's car was parked not far away. He quietly

were a bit younger, if he didn't have all these constraints, he could get out of the car, grab the young man by his collar, and shout, "Stay away from my woman." But now, all he could

actually quite good. She was willing to give it a shot. She had dinner and watched a movie with him, and it was not bad. Maybe with a little more time, they could get

she stood there, a layer of moisture

over and called

was blank, a mix of confusion and wariness, but mostly

his chin towards his car, "Get in.

refused. She moved to call the doorman, but Brett was quicker. He grabbed her arm and practically forced her into the

slammed shut. He quickly got in and glanced at her, "Your

didn't deny it. Her tone was indifferent, "Yes. He's

status, if anyone had told him in the past that his son would call another man father, he would have laughed it off. But now, it might actually happen. His

Brett was one of those men who made smoking look good. More times than she could count, he'd lay her down beneath him, take her with a rough passion that left

than him. The things he did to her were more than

small puff from the cigarette held loosely between his fingers. He almost dropped the damn thing in surprise. Perhaps it was the unexpected thrill, but he took her again and again that night. He felt that

smoke filled the air. Orlena coughed, her voice weak but determined, "Let me

asked the question that had been eating at him, "And you? Do you like him?" Orlena's eyes welled up with tears. She

enough and could take care of Daniel.