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?"

knowing was an

possible, she would tear Harrison limb from limb to quench the hatred in

to their car and turned back upon realizing

out in his crisp blue shirt,

station, overheard the familiar name. He pursed his lips and stepped

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

"Harrison!"

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 like you're

coldly on Sophie, whose own eyes

wronged. "That was a marriage arranged by my father for 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

right. Too much gossip does affect one's intelligence. I've always been your fiancé, but for some reason, some fools keep linking me with other women. Can I

even needing to look to

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

to think, her friend Ms. Hawthorn would treat me like

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

as knives. "Mrs. Littleton, I expect you

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

Harrison had turned to nothing but

of her misplaced trust causing her parents' downfall

as you were a decade

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

fury rose, but before she could speak, Vivienne stepped onto the courthouse steps with the grace of a hawk taking flight. In a swift

off guard,

"Ah!"

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