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 a telling silence. Tracey sensed the worst was coming. Indeed, Harvey placed his hand over hers, whispering, "Master Lee

Passed away...

no tears, her fingers lingering over the words

families and harsh words drove them apart. Tracey, headstrong as ever, married into the Noland

bedroom was quiet, and Tracey sat alone. Her sorrow was palpable, though she made no show

was suffering. He recounted Master Lee's history with the Horigans, and Tracey listened with a detached expression, "He thought he had transcended it all, but

more puzzled when he heard that Tracey was upset and Harvey was with her. Without

was locked. Brett called out tenderly, "Mom,

Harvey, who quietly closed it behind him, advising, "Brett, please let Tracey

a few steps,

a brief pause, Harvey replied, "An old friend of

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

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 have the

So Harvey agreed.

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

"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,

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

for her, and couldn't help but blurt out affectionately, "Eloise,

"Me too," she replied.

emotion rose in Harvey, and he was about to say more when Brett's voice intruded, "Can't handle a single night apart after being together all the

hung up, chuckling. He and Brett enjoyed a

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

Orlena perhaps out of

Brett said softly, his gaze fixed on

pleased Harvey, who poured him another drink. Their conversation

brought wonton soup to Tracey, who

Brett coaxed gently. "If you wish to

him off,

solace of the night. She gazed out the window at the

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