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?"

coming. Indeed, Harvey placed his hand over hers, whispering, "Master Lee has passed. You were the last person on

Passed away...

tears, her fingers lingering over the

drove them apart. Tracey, headstrong as ever, married into the Noland family six months

quiet, and Tracey sat alone. Her sorrow was

and Tracey listened with a detached expression, "He thought he had transcended it all, but in the end, he was still bound by

present, he was surprised. He was even more puzzled when he heard that Tracey was upset and Harvey was with her. Without

locked. Brett called out tenderly, "Mom, why

who quietly closed it behind him, advising, "Brett, please let Tracey be alone for a

a few steps, he

pause, Harvey replied, "An

inkling of who it might've been.

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 have the

So Harvey agreed.

himself. As the evening air cooled, Harvey stepped outside to phone Eloise, updating her on

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

You 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;

a hint of suspicion. She simply reminded him

Harvey yearned for her, and couldn't help but

"Me too," she replied.

when Brett's voice intruded, "Can't handle a single night apart after being together

and Brett enjoyed

topic, "Brett, when do you plan to give Orlena and Daniel a

swirling his drink. He owed Orlena that much. He had put off his promises far too long. Thankfully, the danger had passed. Orlena perhaps out of modesty, was also less forward these days. As for Brett,

over the holidays," Brett said softly, his

another drink. Their conversation flowed

to the guest room, while Brett brought wonton soup to Tracey, who had lost her appetite

something," Brett coaxed gently. "If you

him off,

night. She gazed out the window

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