"Christie, I'm here to see you and your family," Harvey said as he entered, his tone unusually humble. "Last night, I lost my head and acted impulsively. Please forgive me."

Irene scoffed. "Sorry, but we won't accept your apology. You can turn around and leave."

Harvey was unfazed by Irene's sharp tone and brushed off her hostility as if he had anticipated it. His eyes scanned the room, but when he did not see Christina, his expression hardened.

"Where's Christie? Where did she go?"

Irene sneered. "Where? Far away from you, of course. Harvey, you should just give up. After what you did last night, none of us will ever forgive you."

She added smugly, "And just so you know, Christie and Andrew are back together. Right now, they're probably cozying up somewhere."

Harvey's face turned dark in an instant, his eyes blazing with rage like he was ready to explode.

Francesca, who had been leaning against the wall watching the scene unfold, frowned and snapped, "What nonsense are y