The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 761

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?"

scoffed, knowing

tear Harrison limb from limb to quench the hatred in

escorted the elders to their car and

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

familiar name. He pursed his

enough, he spotted Harrison and heard Sophie's insincere query. His

"Harrison!"

had never met Harrison, but she had seen his file. Seeing that face, identical to the one in the photos, and noting 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

they fixed coldly on Sophie, whose own

a marriage arranged by my father for my sister. I'm not her, how would I know what my

I've always been your fiancé, but for some reason,

even needing to look to know Sophie's expression had soured.

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

helped Kaitlyn, and to think, her friend Ms. Hawthorn would

Kaitlyn. "Mrs. Littleton, I didn't expect that after all these years, you've lost even this basic decorum. Sophie has helped you, and you allow these two to slander her?" "Harrison!" Rafferty's voice was cold, trying

spare him a glance, his words sharp as knives.

pupils contracted, and her heart felt as if it had been struck hard. The pain

feelings for Harrison

trust causing her parents' downfall still twisted her heart with

still as despicable as

voice low and firm, "That's no excuse

of a hawk taking flight. In a swift motion, she seemed to soar, spinning in mid-air, her foot connecting

guard, was sent

"Ah!"

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