Chapter 385

After hanging up, Harold let out a heavy sigh. Clearly, his troubles were upsetting Hailey and Yarrick. "Harry, you need to book a flight back to Blaketon right now." Eleanor's voice cut through the air right as Harold stepped out of his room. Her face was flushed with frustration as she stormed toward him. "Go back and talk to Sylvia. You've got to make things right with her! I can't believe you and Yarrick sent her packing like that! And Yarrick—didn't he even try to talk some sense into you? He even drove her!" "Mom, I've told you a hundred times—Sylvia and I are done!" Harold snapped, his voice edged with frustration. "I'm not going back to her, not ever!" "No, you're going. Get a ticket for this afternoon," she said firmly. "No way!" he shot back. This was his chance to break free, and he wasn't about to let it slip. He had to stand his ground this time. "You're going. Right now," she insisted, her tone unyielding. "Oh, for God's sake, old lady! Enough already!" Ezra explo