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.

at the 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

She interlaced her fingers with his

incredibly tender, "What is it? You're more affectionate than Linda.

grip and murmured, "Harvey, don't talk.

that, they held

held her waist. She hummed

resist him, no matter how

sat in

softly, "Mr. Brett, where do we

mind was filled with thoughts of top-secret projects and her. After a while, he finally rasped, "Back to

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

mission. Amidst Brett's busyness, he felt like he was walking on thin ice, every step a struggle. In public, he was the respected

they broke up two years ago. The usually disciplined him smoked two

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

He drove alone to see her. But when he arrived, she wasn't alone. She was with a young, gentlemanly man. They were coming out of a movie theatre, which was currently showing a popular

the evening that the man finally took

Brett's car was parked not far away.

out of the car, grab the young man by his collar, and shout, "Stay away from my woman." But now, all he could do was sit in the darkness

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

stood there, a layer of

walked over and called out

Her expression was blank, a

his car, "Get in.

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

got in and glanced

indifferent, "Yes. He's

tightened. Given his 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

than she could count, he'd lay her down beneath him, take her with a rough passion that left her breathless,

she was 16 years younger than him. The things he did

leaned over to draw a 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

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

"And you? Do you like him?" Orlena's eyes welled up with tears. She murmured softly, "It's alright." Brett understood her answer. She didn't say she liked the man out of spite; she said it was alright.

as they were decent enough and could take care of Daniel. He had hurt her, and in turn,