CHAPTER 290

"Brother... But how..."

"It's a long story, Harrison."

Harrison opens his mouth but quickly closes it when no words come out from it. Although a lot of years had already passed, but Harrison's memory is still clear and intact. He can still remember what his older brother looks like. And the person in front of them possessed the exact face of Harriet Dresvil who already died decades ago.

The old Duke closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He needs it to calm himself down. It is impossible to bring back the dead. Whoever or whatever is that person in front of them, he is not the older brother that Harrison knows.

"You're already that old, but I can still easily read your thoughts." Harriet said.

"You—"

"It may sound absurd, but I am really your older brother."

"...Then prove it."

"That's easy. Am I right, little tangerine?"