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?"

was coming. Indeed, Harvey placed his hand over hers, whispering, "Master

Passed away...

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

but feuding families and harsh words drove them apart. Tracey, headstrong as ever, married into the Noland family six months later. Master Lee left home, and she heard he had

alone. Her sorrow was palpable, though she made no show of

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

when he heard that Tracey was upset and Harvey was with her. Without a moment's delay, he went to the garden

door was locked. Brett called out tenderly, "Mom, why

and out stepped Harvey, who quietly closed it

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

a brief pause, Harvey replied, "An old friend

was skeptical, but then, having pieced together the clues, he had an inkling of who

to Peterborough that very night. His thoughts were on Eloise and the children. However, given the rare visit, Brett persuaded him to stay, "Tracey's upset, and it's better to

So Harvey agreed.

few simple dishes himself. As the evening air

soft, "Dinner's ready. Will you be coming

and the 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 bed with you; she loves being close

of suspicion.

voice, Harvey yearned for her, and couldn't

"Me too," she replied.

to say more when

Brett enjoyed a little wine

a delicate topic, "Brett, when

long. Thankfully, the danger had passed. Orlena perhaps out of modesty, was also less forward these days. As

softly, his gaze fixed

Harvey, who poured him another

to the guest room, while Brett brought wonton soup to Tracey, who

eat something," Brett coaxed gently. "If you wish to visit

waved him

She gazed out the window

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