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 was an

Harrison limb from limb to quench the hatred

their car and

out in his crisp

station, overheard the familiar name. He pursed his lips and stepped out to see what was

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

"Harrison!"

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,

whose own eyes

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

as he looked at his wife. "Vivienne, you were right. Too much gossip does affect one's intelligence. I've always been your fiancé, but for some reason, some fools keep linking me

needing to look to know Sophie's

she tugged at Harrison's sleeve, not daring to

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

all these years, you've lost even this basic decorum. Sophie has helped you, and you allow these two

words sharp as knives.

pupils contracted, and her heart felt as if it had been struck

for Harrison had turned to nothing

causing her

you're still as despicable as

shifted subtly, his voice low and

of a hawk taking flight. In a swift motion,

guard, was

"Ah!"

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