Harrison's voice was as smooth and warm as ever, familiar yet distant.

Kaitlyn froze, and as she descended the steps of the courthouse, led by Vivienne's firm grip, she couldn't help but glance up.

Just then, Harrison approached them.

Their eyes met, both pairs filled with a mix of recognition and estrangement. A moment of shock passed between them-how could it be her? How could it be him?

The late summer breeze was cool.

The night air, tinged with a hint of moisture, seeped into Kaitlyn's body, sending shivers down to her bones, yet fanning the flames of her burning hatred even more fiercely.

Her eyes, swollen from crying, were invaded by streaks of crimson rage. Her slender hand, veins protruding, clenched into a fist. She drew in a deep breath of the cool air and managed to force out one name, "Harrison!"

The hatred in her voice was hoarse, eerily reminiscent of a vengeful spirit's howl from the depths of hell.

Harrison's expression was cool, his presence slightly imposing.

The face that hadn't changed over the years swept over Kaitlyn.

The former belle of Rivenwood, once courted by countless heirs, now looked no different from any ordinary woman you'd pass on the street.

His brow furrowed, his eyes devoid of guilt, he looked past Kaitlyn as if she were a stranger.

He walked calmly to Sophie and said in a low voice, "Let's head back."

Sophie, feigning ignorance, glanced at Kaitlyn. "Do you know my brother-in-law?"

knowing was

possible, she would tear Harrison limb from

had escorted the elders to their car and turned back upon

the spotlight, Harrison stood out in his crisp blue shirt, his demeanor cool

police station, overheard the familiar name. He pursed his lips

Sophie's insincere query. His gaze swept over

"Harrison!"

the unmistakable loathing on Kaitlyn's face, she understood what had transpired. "Ms. Abernathy, you're saying you don't know what your own brother-in-law has done? Seems like

as they fixed coldly on Sophie, whose own eyes were well hidden in the

my sister. I'm not her, how would I know what my brother-in-law did before? Unlike Ms. Hawthorn, I heard Mr. Ellington was engaged to your sister before, but now he's

"Vivienne, you were right. Too much gossip does affect one's intelligence. I've always

to know Sophie's expression had

bubbled up as she tugged at Harrison's sleeve, not daring to confront Vivienne

helped Kaitlyn, and to

even this basic decorum. Sophie has helped you, and you allow these two to slander her?" "Harrison!" Rafferty's voice was cold, trying

glance, his words sharp as knives. "Mrs.

felt as if it had been struck hard. The pain turned her face

for Harrison

causing her parents' downfall still twisted her heart with

as you were

subtly, his voice low and firm, "That's no excuse to

of a hawk taking flight. In a swift motion, she seemed to soar, spinning in mid-air, her foot connecting with Harrison's self-righteous

off guard,

"Ah!"

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