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

Harrison limb from

escorted the elders to their car and turned

in his crisp blue

familiar name. He pursed his

heard Sophie's insincere query. His gaze swept over

"Harrison!"

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 not that well-regarded

coldly on Sophie, whose own eyes were

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

Too much gossip does affect one's intelligence. I've always been your fiancé, but for some

to know Sophie's

Sophie's jealousy bubbled up as she tugged at

and to think,

rested on Kaitlyn. "Mrs. Littleton, I didn't expect that after all these years, you've lost even this basic decorum. Sophie has

him a glance, his words sharp as knives. "Mrs. Littleton, I expect you

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

her feelings for Harrison had turned

trust causing her parents' downfall still twisted her

you're still as despicable as you were a

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

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

off guard, was

"Ah!"

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