Tangled Temptations novel Chapter 244

In the depths of night. In the rundown houses of a narrow alley.

Harvey stared at his sister, Orlena, who had been a constant worry in his heart for many years. He looked at her plain clothes, then at the dilapidated house behind her. His eyes ached and his fingers, clutching a cigarette, trembled slightly. After taking a deep drag, he walked in, looking around, "Where's the kid?"

Orlena was taken aback, "Did Eloise tell you?"

Harvey snapped angrily, "Do you think she would help you hide and let you continue living in this dump? Whose child is it?" So far, he really didn't know who the child's father was.

Orlena wouldn't let him into the room.

Harvey stubbed out his cigarette, exhaling the last puff of smoke, "Who is it?" No matter who it was, within a day, he would make sure the man lost his teeth!

Orlena stood in the doorway, pleading softly, "I'm doing fine with Daniel! Harvey, I can support him myself, don't ask anymore!"

Harvey's eyes reddened slightly. He was just a step away from her. He stretched out his hand, pulled her behind him and entered the bedroom.

The bedroom was shabby. Aside from an old bed, there was only a small desk, covered with dozens of magazines.

Harvey thumbed through the cheap magazines, all featuring Orlena, the belle of the Horigan family.

His throat tightened, and then he turned to the old bed.

A small child, fast asleep, rosy-cheeked, with a mop of brown hair. The familiar features and hair color made Harvey's eyes even redder. He didn't ask again who the child's father was, because there was no need to ask!

Harvey spun around, glaring at his sister. Orlena's lips trembled and her face twisted with fear. She pleaded cautiously, "Harvey, don't look for him! Please. We've split up."

Harvey reached out, gently touching the little one.

He was taken aback for a moment, then softly asked, "Who? Which 'he'? Orlena, who are you talking about?"

Orlena covered her mouth. Her brother already knew, who the child's father was.

Harvey suppressed his voice, "When did you get together with him? Do you know what you're doing? He's more than a decade older than you. A man of his status, unmarried in his 40s and who's met so many people, how could he fall for a young girl like you?"

Orlena was extremely embarrassed. She knew, it was her who had overestimated herself.

Harvey didn't ask any more questions. He took off his jacket, put it on Daniel, then carefully picked him up.

"Harvey!" Orlena grasped his arm, pleading.

In the dim light, Harvey looked as calm as still water, "Either you come back with me now, or I call Brett right now to come pick you and your son up. Choose one!"

Orlena had no choice. She packed a few clothes and followed Harvey out.

When they were going downstairs, Daniel woke up. He looked at Harvey in confusion. He was a bit scared, but he didn't cry. Harvey stroked his head, saying gently, "I'm your uncle! Mommy's here too!"

Daniel saw Orlena standing nearby, and closed his eyes in relief.

Harvey felt a pang of sympathy. When they reached the car, he carefully put the little guy into the child seat, then looked at his sister. Orlena silently got into the car, whispering, "Let's not tell mom and dad for now, okay?"

"You're still afraid?" Harvey snorted coldly and shut the car door, walking around to the driver's side. He was so angry he wanted to smoke, but he held back because of the child. After a long silence, he gently stepped on the gas.

Half an hour later, the car slowly pulled up to the mansion. He hadn't planned on waking up Eloise, but she was already restless. The sound of opening and closing doors woke her up. She draped a robe over herself and got up. Standing on the stairs, she saw Harvey carrying Daniel, with Orlena following behind.

Eloise was taken back.

Harvey whispered, "Let Daniel sleep with Linda tonight. You stay with Orlena for a while."

Eloise nodded. She walked back upstairs to open the door for Harvey.

Harvey walked in with Daniel, gently placing the little boy in the bed Eloise had just vacated. Perhaps the bed was too soft, Daniel didn't wake up. Linda stirred a little, opening her eyes to a slit, then rolled over and hugged Daniel, holding him like a teddy bear. Their faces were equally fair, with similar features and chestnut hair.

A soft feeling washed over Harvey. He touched Linda, then Daniel, whispering, "This kid looks like his father!"

Eloise felt guilty.

Harvey turned around, his voice soft, "You probably guessed who the old bastard is, didn't you?" He was quite crude.

Eloise whispered, "Don't let the child hear you. We'll talk about it tomorrow!"

Harvey glared at her fiercely. If it were the old days, Eloise would be scared of him, but now she wasn't. As she walked out of the bedroom, she bravely said, "You shouldn't take it out on me! I didn't do anything!"

Harvey's expression softened somewhat. He squeezed her hand, "Stay with Orlena. I'm going to the study to have a smoke."

Eloise nodded.

In fact, there were still unresolved issues between them. There was still resentment, but when it came to dealing with the family crisis, they instinctively leaned on each other.

What should they do?

Orlena called him brother and her sister-in-law!

Eloise took Orlena to the guest room, whispering, "Your brother's angry, don't mind him! Take a shower first. I'll make you a late-night snack, your favorite fried chicken."

As she was about to leave, Orlena hugged her tightly. Eloise felt a wave of melancholy. She patted Orlena's hand, murmuring, "You should have come back earlier! Your brother is really mad!"