Chapter 384

The following day, Harvey headed out to Brockville, unbeknownst to Eloise.

His private jet touched down at ten, and by noon, Harvey had reached the Noland estate. Upon seeing him, the butler was taken aback and scurried into the foyer to announce, "Ms. Tracey, your grandson-in-law has arrived."

Tracey's heart skipped a beat. Harvey's here again? She quickly asked, "What brings him here?"

Tracey had reason to be apprehensive. Brett had fathered a son with Harvey's sister and never made it right, so it stood to reason that the Horigans might harbor some resentment. Tracey hoped this wasn't about another confrontation with Brett.

Pondering for a moment, the butler added, "He doesn't look happy!"

Tracey's concern grew.

When Harvey entered, he greeted Tracey with due respect.

Tracey was puzzled. Harvey usually called her by her first name. Why the formality today? Before she could ask, Harvey was guiding her towards the garden, his tone gentle, "There are things I'd prefer to discuss privately with you."

Tracey's worry eased, and she chided him with a laugh, "Harvey, you're being all mysterious these days."

Harvey offered a faint smile.

In the privacy of Tracey's garden cottage, with no one else around, Harvey produced a photograph from his coat and placed it in front of her.

Tracey put on her reading glasses to take a closer look. "It's an old photo of me! Harvey, how come you have this...?"

When she flipped it over, Tracey's questions ceased, her expression revealing a complex mix of melancholy, pain, and nostalgia.

Her voice trembled slightly. "Harvey, I recognize this handwriting. Only one person remembered to call me by my maiden name."

Then, with a tear in her eye, "Who gave this to you?"

Harvey's voice was low, "It was given to me by an old gentleman to pass on to

you. He said... he said his biggest regret was never being able to apologize to you in person."

Tracey caressed the photograph, sighing, "Why bother with regrets! How is he, Harvey?"

silence. Tracey sensed the worst was coming. Indeed, Harvey placed his hand over hers, whispering, "Master Lee has passed. You were

Passed away...

stunned, yet she shed no tears, her fingers lingering over the words on the

them apart. Tracey, headstrong as ever, married into the

sat alone. Her sorrow was palpable, though she made no

a detached expression, "He thought he had transcended it all, but in the end, he was still

was surprised. He was even more puzzled when he heard that Tracey was upset and Harvey was with

bedroom door was locked. Brett called out

creaked open, and out stepped Harvey, who quietly closed it behind him, advising, "Brett, please let Tracey be

discomfort. After a few steps, he couldn't resist

Harvey replied, "An old friend

an inkling of who it might've been. After all, both families

were on Eloise and the children. However, given the rare visit, Brett

So Harvey agreed.

few simple dishes himself. As the evening air cooled, Harvey stepped outside to phone

her voice soft, "Dinner's ready. Will

kids go ahead without me. I'm out of town on business and might not make it back. If you can't sleep, take Linda to

of business left Eloise without a hint of suspicion. She simply reminded him to take care

and couldn't help but blurt out affectionately, "Eloise, I miss you

"Me too," she replied.

and he was about to say more when

Brett enjoyed a little

by the alcohol, Harvey broached a delicate topic, "Brett, when do

his drink. He owed Orlena that much. He had put off his promises far too long. Thankfully, the danger had passed. Orlena perhaps out

the holidays," Brett said softly, his gaze fixed

commitment pleased Harvey, who poured him another drink. Their conversation flowed easily into the

brought wonton soup to Tracey, who had lost her appetite in

something," Brett coaxed gently. "If you wish to visit him, I'll accompany

waved him

memories and the quiet solace of the night. She gazed out

Venet

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