Tangled Temptations

Chapter 378

Brett asked, and Harvey didn't hide anything. He offered a faint smile, the kind that barely creased his lips.

For a moment, Brett felt a pang of envy. He took a sip of his coffee to mask it.

Harvey casually flipped through a magazine nearby and said with a nonchalant air, "If you had your way, you'd drop everything for Orlena. The project's nearly wrapped up. No surprises there."

Brett took in every word.

Just then, Daniel came bounding down the stairs and, upon seeing Brett, snuggled into his embrace with rosy cheeks, murmuring, "Daddy," in that soft, affectionate way of his.

Brett stroked his son's hair. The hopeful sparkle in Daniel's eyes was unmistakable. "Can we build a snowman when it snows more, Daddy?"

Brett said nothing. He lifted his son onto his lap and fished a candy from his pocket for the little guy.

Daniel popped the candy into his mouth, looking up with anticipation.

Brett wanted to stay to make his boy happy, but duty called. The base had a pile of issues awaiting his attention.

Brett hesitated just for a second. Harvey noticed it and took Daniel into his arms, patting him gently. "Go play with Luca upstairs for a bit. I need to have a word with your dad."

Daniel's cherubic face clouded with disappointment, but he obediently climbed the stairs.

Brett felt a twinge of guilt.

Ashton was already five, and Brett, as his father, had barely spent a few days with him. He couldn't even commit to a simple snowball fight.

troubled look, Harvey knew he

couldn't comment on much —it was a

Harvey poured another cup of coffee for Brett and ventured cautiously,

coffee cup and gazed out at the

family business. I'm considering picking it up, maybe make something

the

two, he was already

into the car. Donny couldn't help but remark, "It's not time yet. Why

removed his leather gloves, glanced ahead with his piercing eyes. "I'm going to the studio.

...

smiled to himself. Mr. Brett was clearly eager to see Miss Orlena. Donny said teasingly, "She'll

felt heavy. After a moment, he spoke in a subdued voice, "I owe her and Daniel

wanted to offer some comfort but ended up just sighing quietly instead. The winter air, laced with fine snow,

studio, there was no

2018

take was over, her、 assistant wrapped her in a blanket. She was shivering but still leaned in to review the footage with intense

even though her work

in the vicinity turned to the distinguished, well-mannered

drawing attention, he whispered to Orlena,

locked eyes

"Mr. Brett just happened to be passing by and thought he'd drop

the steamiest cup to Orlena. She